BOOK II

Psalms 42–72

As the Deer Pants for the Water

1To the overseer instructing for the sons of Borah. As the stag will long for the channels of waters, thus will my soul long for thee, O God.

2My soul thirsted for God, for the living God: when shall I come and see the face of God?

3My tears were to me bread day and night, in saying to me all the days, Where is thy God?

4These I shall remember, and I shall pour out my soul in me: for I shall pass through into the booth, I shall go softly with them even to the house of God, with the voice of joy and confession, of the multitude keeping a festival.

5Why wilt thou be bowed down, O my soul? and be disturbed upon me? Hope upon God, for yet shall I praise him for the salvation of his face.

6O my God, my soul will be bowed down upon me: for this I will remember from the land of Jordan and the Hermonites, from the mountain of smallness.

7Deep calling to deep at the voice of thy cataracts: all thy breakers and thy waves passed over me.

8The day Jehovah will command his mercy, and in the night the song with me; the prayer to the God of my life.

9I will say to God my rock, Wherefore didst thou forget me? wherefore darkened shall I go for the oppression of the enemy?

10With a breaking of my bones mine enemies reproached me, in their saying all the day, Where their God?

11Why wilt thou be bowed down, O my soul? and why wilt thou be disturbed upon me? Hope upon God, for yet shall I praise him, the salvation of my face and my God.