Psalm 42

21st Century King James Version

42 As the hart panteth for the water brooks, so panteth my soul for 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 meat day and night, while they continually say unto me, “Where is thy God?”

⁴ When I remember these things, I pour out my soul within me, for I had gone with the multitude; I went with them to the house of God, with the voice of joy and praise, with a multitude that kept holyday.

⁵ 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 for the help of His countenance.

⁶ O my God, my soul is cast down within me; therefore will I remember Thee from the land of Jordan and of the Hermonites, from the hill of Mizar.

⁷ Deep calleth unto deep at the noise of Thy waterspouts; all Thy waves and Thy billows have gone over me.

⁸ Yet the Lord will command His lovingkindness in the daytime, and in the night His song shall be with me and my 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 of the oppression of the enemy?”

¹⁰ As with a sword in my bones, mine enemies reproach me, while they say daily 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 health of my countenance and my God.