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Book two (Psalms 42–72)

Psalm 42

For the choir director: A psalm[a] of the descendants of Korah.

As the deer longs for streams of water,
    so I long for you, O God.
I thirst for God, the living God.
    When can I go and stand before him?
Day and night I have only tears for food,
    while my enemies continually taunt me, saying,
    “Where is this God of yours?”

My heart is breaking
    as I remember how it used to be:
I walked among the crowds of worshipers,
    leading a great procession to the house of God,
singing for joy and giving thanks
    amid the sound of a great celebration!

Why am I discouraged?
    Why is my heart so sad?
I will put my hope in God!
    I will praise him again—
    my Savior and my God!

Now I am deeply discouraged,
    but I will remember you—
even from distant Mount Hermon, the source of the Jordan,
    from the land of Mount Mizar.
I hear the tumult of the raging seas
    as your waves and surging tides sweep over me.
But each day the Lord pours his unfailing love upon me,
    and through each night I sing his songs,
    praying to God who gives me life.

“O God my rock,” I cry,
    “Why have you forgotten me?
Why must I wander around in grief,
    oppressed by my enemies?”
10 Their taunts break my bones.
    They scoff, “Where is this God of yours?”

11 Why am I discouraged?
    Why is my heart so sad?
I will put my hope in God!
    I will praise him again—
    my Savior and my God!

Footnotes

  1. 42:Title Hebrew maskil. This may be a literary or musical term.

BOOK II (Psalms 42-72)

To the Director: An instruction[a] of the Sons of Korah.

Hope in God When Times of Trouble Come

42 As an antelope pants for streams of water,
    so my soul pants for you, God.
My soul thirsts for God, for the living God.
    When may I come and appear in God’s presence?
My tears have been my food day and night,
    while people[b] keep asking me all day long,
        “Where is your God?”

These things I will recall as I pour out my troubles[c] within me:
    I used to go with the crowd in a procession to the house of God,
        accompanied with shouts of joy and thanksgiving.

Why are you in despair, my soul?
    Why are you disturbed within me?
Hope in God,
    for once again I will praise him,
        since his presence saves me.
My God, my soul feels depressed[d] within me;
    therefore I will remember you from the land of Jordan,
from the heights of Hermon,
    even from the foothills.[e]
Deep waters call out to what is deeper still;[f]
    at the roar of your waterfalls
        all your breakers and your waves swirled over me.

By day the Lord will command his gracious love,
    and by night his song is with me—
        a prayer to the God of my life.
I will ask God, my Rock, “Why have you forsaken me?
    Why do I go around mourning under the enemy’s oppression?”
10 Like the shattering of my bones are the taunts of my oppressors,
    saying to me all day long,
        “Where is your God?”

11 Why are you in despair, my soul?
    Why are you disturbed within me?
Hope in God,
    for once again I will praise him,
since his presence saves me
    and he is my God.

Footnotes

  1. Psalm 42:1 Lit. maskil
  2. Psalm 42:3 The Heb. lacks people
  3. Psalm 42:4 Lit. soul
  4. Psalm 42:6 Lit. soul is bowed down
  5. Psalm 42:6 Or from Mount Mizar
  6. Psalm 42:7 Lit. Deep calls to deep