Psalm 42

1 As the deer pants for the water brooks,
       So pants my soul for You, O God.
2 My soul thirsts for God, for the living God.
       When shall I come and appear before God?
3 My tears have been my food day and night,
       While they continually say to me,
       “Where is your God?”

4 When I remember these things,
       I pour out my soul within me.
       For I used to go with the multitude;
I went with them to the house of God,
       With the voice of joy and praise,
       With a multitude that kept a pilgrim feast.

5 Why are you cast down, O my soul?
       And why are you disquieted within me?
Hope 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 I will remember You from the land of the Jordan,
 And from the heights of Hermon,
       From the Hill Mizar.
7 Deep calls unto deep at the noise of Your waterfalls;
       All Your waves and billows have gone over me.
8 The Lord will command His lovingkindness in the daytime,
       And in the night His song shall be with me—
       A prayer to the God of my life.

9 I will say to God my Rock,
       “Why have You forgotten me?
       Why do I go mourning because of the oppression of the enemy?”
10 As with a breaking of my bones,
       My enemies reproach me,
While they say to me all day long,
       “Where is your God?”

11 Why are you cast down, O my soul?
       And why are you disquieted within me?
Hope in God;
       For I shall yet praise Him,
       The help of my countenance and my God. (NKJV)