XLII THIRSTING FOR GOD IN TROUBLE AND EXILE
For the Chief Musician. Maschil of the sons of Korah.
［1］ AS the hart panteth after the water brooks,
So panteth my soul after thee, O God.
［2］ My soul thirsteth for God, for the living God:
When shall I come and appear before God?
［3］ My tears have been my food day and night,
While they continually〖Heb. all the day.〗 say unto me, Where is thy God?
［4］ These things I remember, and pour out my soul within〖Heb. upon.〗 me,
How I went with the throng, and led〖Or, went in procession with them.〗 them to the house of God,
With the voice of joy and praise, a multitude keeping holyday.
［5］ Why art thou cast〖Heb. bowed down.〗 down, O my soul?
And why art thou disquieted within me?
Hope thou in God; for I shall yet praise him
For the help of his countenance.
［6］ O my God, my soul is cast down within me:
Therefore do I remember thee from the land of the Jordan,
And the Hermons, from the〖Or, the little mountain.〗 hill Mizar.
［7］ Deep calleth unto deep at the noise of thy waterfalls:
All thy waves and thy billows are gone over me.
［8］ Yet Jehovah will command his lovingkindness in the day-time;
And in the night his song shall be with me,
Even a prayer unto the God of my life.
［9］ I will say unto God my rock,
Why hast thou forgotten me?
Why go I mourning because〖Or, while the enemy oppresseth.〗 of the oppression of the enemy?
［10］ As with a〖Or, crushing.〗 sword in my bones, mine adversaries reproach me,
While they continually say unto me, Where is thy God?
［11］ Why art thou cast down, O my soul?
And why art thou disquieted within me?
Hope thou in God; for I shall yet praise him,
Who is the help of my countenance, and my God.