“1 <<To the chief Musician, Maschil, for the sons of Korah.>> As the
hart panteth after the water brooks, so panteth my soul after thee, O
God. 2 My soul thirsteth for God, for the living God: when shall I come
and appear before God? 3 My tears have been my meat day and night, while
they continually say unto me, Where [is] thy God? 4 When I remember
these [things], I pour out my soul in me: for I had gone with the
multitude, I went with them to the house of God, with the voice of joy
and praise, with a multitude that kept holyday. 5 Why art thou cast
down, O my soul? and [why] art thou disquieted in me? hope thou 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 will I remember
thee from the land of Jordan, and of the Hermonites, from the hill Mizar.
7 Deep calleth unto deep at the noise of thy waterspouts: all thy waves
and thy billows are gone over me. 8 [Yet] the LORD will command his
lovingkindness in the daytime, and in the night his song [shall be] with
me, [and] my prayer unto the God of my life. 9 I will say unto God my
rock, Why hast thou forgotten me? why go I mourning because of the
oppression of the enemy? 10 [As] with a sword in my bones, mine enemies
reproach me; while they say daily unto me, Where [is] thy God? 11 Why
art thou cast down, O my soul? and why art thou disquieted within me?
hope thou in God: for I shall yet praise him, [who is] the health of my
countenance, and my God.” (Psalm 42:1-11 AV)
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