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Psalms 42
Of the sons of Korah
1 As a doe longs for running streams, so longs my soul for you, my God.
2 My soul thirsts for God, the God of life; when shall I go to see the face of God?[*a]
3 I have no food but tears, day and night; and all day long men say to me, ‘Where is your God?’
4 I remember, and my soul melts within me: I am on my way to the wonderful Tent, to the house of God, among cries of joy and praise and an exultant throng.
5 Why so downcast, my soul, why do you sigh within me? Put your hope in God: I shall praise him yet, my saviour,
6 my God. When my soul is downcast within me, I think of you; from the land of Jordan and of Hermon, of you, humble mountain![*b]
7 Deep is calling to deep as your cataracts roar; all your waves, your breakers, have rolled over me.
8 In the daytime may Yahweh command his love to come, and by night may his song be on my lips, a prayer to the God of my life!
9 Let me say to God my Rock, ‘Why do you forget me? Why must I walk so mournfully, oppressed by the enemy?’
10 Nearly breaking my bones my oppressors insult me, as all day long they ask me, ‘Where is your God?’
11 Why so downcast, my soul, why do you sigh within me? Put your hope in God: I shall praise him yet, my saviour, my God.