Psalm 42

As the deer desires the water brooks, so longs my soul for you, O God.

My soul is athirst for God, even for the living God; when shall I come to appear before the presence of God?

My tears have been my food day and night, while all day long they say to me, “Where now is your God?”

When I think upon these things, I pour out my heart, when I remember how I went with the multitude, and brought them into the house of God,

With the voice of praise and thanksgiving among those who keep holy day.

Why are you so full of heaviness, O my soul, and why are you so disquieted within me?

O put your trust in God, for I will yet give him thanks, who is the help of my countenance, and my God.

My soul is heavy within me; therefore I will remember you from the land of Jordan, and from Mizar among the hills of Hermon.

One deep calls to another in the noise of your waterfalls; all your waves and storms have gone over me.

The Lord will grant his loving-kindness in the daytime; and in the night season will I sing of him, and make my prayer to the God of my life.

I will say to God my rock, “Why have you forgotten me? Why am I full of heaviness, while the enemy oppresses me?”

My bones are broken asunder, while my enemies mock me to my face,

While all day long they say to me, “Where now is your God?”

Why are you so full of heaviness, O my soul, and why are you so disquieted within me?

O put your trust in God, for I will yet give him thanks, who is the help of my countenance, and my God.