Psalm 42
As a deer longs for a stream of cool water,so I long for you,O God.I thirst for you,the livingGod.
When can I go and worship inyour presence?Day and night I cry,and tears are my only food;all the time my enemies ask me,"Where is your God?"
My heart breaks when I remember the past,when I went with the crowdsto the house of God and led them as they walked along,a happy crowd,singing andshouting praises to God.
Why am I so sad?
Why am I so troubloed?
I will put my hope in God,and once again I will praise him,my savior and my God.
Here in exile my heart is breaking,and so I turn my thoughts to him.
He has sent waves of sorrow overmy soul;chaos roars at me like a flood,like waterfalls thundering down to the Jordanfrom Mount Hermon and Mount Mizar.
May the Lord show his constant love during the day, so that I may have a song atnight,a prayer to the God of my life.
To God,my defender,I say"Why have you forgetten me?Why must I go on suffering from the cruetly of my enemies?"I am crushed by their insults,as they keep asking me,"Where is your God?"
Why am I so sad?Why am I so troubled?I will put my hope in God,and once again I will praise him,my saviour and God.