42:1 [To
the
choirmaster.
A
Maskil
of
the
Sons
of
Korah.]
As
a
deer
pants
for
flowing
streams,
so
pants
my
soul
for
you,
O
God.
42:2 My
soul
thirsts
for
God,
for
the
living
God.
When
shall
I
come
and
appear
before
God
42:3 My
tears
have
been
my
food
day
and
night,
while
they
say
to
me
all
the
day
long,
"Where
is
your
God"
42:4 These
things
I
remember,
as
I
pour
out
my
soul:
how
I
would
go
with
the
throng
and
lead
them
in
procession
to
the
house
of
God
with
glad
shouts
and
songs
of
praise,
a
multitude
keeping
festival.
42:5 Why
are
you
cast
down,
O
my
soul,
and
why
are
you
in
turmoil
within
me
Hope
in
God;
for
I
shall
again
praise
him,
my
salvation
42:6 and
my
God.
My
soul
is
cast
down
within
me;
therefore
I
remember
you
from
the
land
of
Jordan
and
of
Hermon,
from
Mount
Mizar.
42:7 Deep
calls
to
deep
at
the
roar
of
your
waterfalls;
all
your
breakers
and
your
waves
have
gone
over
me.
42:8 By
day
the
LORD
commands
his
steadfast
love,
and
at
night
his
song
is
with
me,
a
prayer
to
the
God
of
my
life.
42:9 I
say
to
God,
my
rock:
"Why
have
you
forgotten
me
Why
do
I
go
mourning
because
of
the
oppression
of
the
enemy"
42:10 As
with
a
deadly
wound
in
my
bones,
my
adversaries
taunt
me,
while
they
say
to
me
all
the
day
long,
"Where
is
your
God"
42:11 Why
are
you
cast
down,
O
my
soul,
and
why
are
you
in
turmoil
within
me
Hope
in
God;
for
I
shall
again
praise
him,
my
salvation
and
my
God.