Tehillim - Psalms 42


1For the Leader; Maschil of the sons of Korah.
2As the hart panteth after the water brooks,So panteth my soul after Thee, O God.
3My soul thirsteth for God, for the living God:‘When shall I come and appear before God?’
4My tears have been my food day and night,While they say unto me all the day: ‘Where is Thy God?’
5These things I remember, and pour out my soul within me, How I passed on with the throng, and led them to the house of God,With the voice of joy and praise, a multitude keeping holyday.
6Why art thou cast down, O my soul?And why moanest thou within me? Hope thou in God; for I shall yet praise HimFor the salvation of His countenance.
7O my God, my soul is cast down within me;Therefore do I remember Thee from the land of Jordan,And the Hermons, from the hill Mizar.
8Deep calleth unto deep at the voice of Thy cataracts;All Thy waves and Thy billows are gone over me.
9By day the Lord will command His lovingkindness,And in the night His song shall be with me,Even a prayer unto the God of my life.
10I will say unto God my Rock: ‘Why hast Thou forgotten me?Why go I mourning under the oppression of the enemy?’
11As with a crushing in my bones, mine adversaries taunt me;While they say unto me all the day: ‘Where is Thy God?’
12Why art thou cast down, O my soul?And why moanest thou within me?Hope thou in God; for I shall yet praise Him,The salvation of my countenance, and my God.