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Psalm 42
To the
chief Musician, Maschil, for the sons of Korah.
1 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.
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Psalm 42
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