Psalms 42

¹Book 2(Psalms 42-72) For the music director; a well-written song by the Korahites. As a deer longs for streams of water, so I long for you, O God!²I thirst for God, for the living God. I say,“When will I be able to go and appear in God’s presence?”³I cannot eat, I weep day and night; all day long they say to me,“Where is your God?”⁴I will remember and weep! For I was once walking along with the great throng to the temple of God, shouting and giving thanks along with the crowd as we celebrated the holy festival.⁵Why are you depressed, O my soul? Why are you upset? Wait for God! For I will again give thanks to my God for his saving intervention.⁶I am depressed, so I will pray to you while in the region of the upper Jordan, from Hermon, from Mount Mizar.⁷One deep stream calls out to another at the sound of your waterfalls; all your billows and waves overwhelm me.⁸By day the LORD decrees his loyal love, and by night he gives me a song, a prayer to the God of my life.⁹I will pray to God, my high ridge:“Why do you ignore me? Why must I walk around mourning because my enemies oppress me?”¹⁰My enemies’ taunts cut into me to the bone, as they say to me all day long,“Where is your God?”¹¹Why are you depressed, O my soul? Why are you upset? Wait for God! For I will again give thanks to my God for his saving intervention.