Book 2
(Psalms 42-72)
Psalm 42
142
1 For the music director; a well-written song2 by the Korahites.
As a deer3 longs4 for streams of water, so I long5 for you, O God! for the living God.
I say,7 “When will I be able to go and appear in God’s presence?”8 3 I cannot eat, I weep day and night;9 all day long they say to me,10 “Where is your God?” 4 I will remember and weep!11 For I was once walking along with the great throng to the temple of God,
shouting and giving thanks along with the crowd as we celebrated the holy festival.12 5 Why are you depressed,13 O my soul?14 Wait for God!
For I will again give thanks
to my God for his saving intervention.16 so I will pray to you while I am trapped here in the region of the upper Jordan,18 from Hermon,19 from Mount Mizar.20 7 One deep stream calls out to another21 at the sound of your waterfalls;22 all your billows and waves overwhelm me.23 8 By day the Lord decrees his loyal love,24 and by night he gives me a song,25 a prayer26 to the living God. 9 I will pray27 to God, my high ridge:28 Why must I walk around mourning30 because my enemies oppress me?”
10 My enemies’ taunts cut into me to the bone,31 as they say to me all day long, “Where is your God?”32 11 Why are you depressed,33 O my soul?34 Wait for God!
For I will again give thanks
to my God for his saving intervention.36