Psalm 42

Thirsting For God In Trouble And Exile.

To the Chief Musician. A skillful song, or a didactic or reflective poem, of the sons of Korah. 1As the deer pants [longingly] for the water brooks,
So my soul pants [longingly] for You, O God. 2My soul (my life, my inner self) thirsts for God, for the living God.
When will I come and see the face of God? 3My tears have been my food day and night,
While they say to me all day long, “Where is your God?” 4These things I [vividly] remember as I pour out my soul;
How I used to go along before the great crowd of people and lead them in procession to the house of God [like a choirmaster before his singers, timing the steps to the music and the chant of the song],
With the voice of joy and thanksgiving, a great crowd keeping a festival. 5Why are you in despair, O my soul?
And why have you become restless and disturbed within me?
Hope in God and wait expectantly for Him, for I shall again praise Him
For the help of His presence. 6O my God, my soul is in despair within me [the burden more than I can bear];
Therefore I will [fervently] remember You from the land of the Jordan
And the peaks of [Mount] Hermon, from Mount Mizar. 7Deep calls to deep at the [thundering] sound of Your waterfalls;
All Your breakers and Your waves have rolled over me. 8Yet the LORD will command His lovingkindness in the daytime,
And in the night His song will be with me,
A prayer to the God of my life. 9I will say to God my rock, “Why have You forgotten me?
Why do I go mourning because of the oppression of the enemy?” 10As a crushing of my bones [with a sword], my adversaries taunt me,
While they say continually to me, “Where is your God?” 11Why are you in despair, O my soul?
Why have you become restless and disquieted within me?
Hope in God and wait expectantly for Him, for I shall yet praise Him,
The help of my countenance and my God.