Psalm 42
1As a deer pants for flowing streams,    so pants my soul for you, O God.2 My soul thirsts for God,    for the living God.When shall I come and appear before God?3 My tears have been my food    day and night,while they say to me all the day long,    “Where is your God?”4 These things I remember,    as I pour out my soul:how I would go with the throng    and lead them in procession to the house of Godwith glad shouts and songs of praise,    a multitude keeping festival.
5 Why are you cast down, O my soul,    and why are you in turmoil within me?Hope in God; for I shall again praise him,    my salvation 6 and my God.
My soul is cast down within me;    therefore I remember youfrom the land of Jordan and of Hermon,    from Mount Mizar.7 Deep calls to deep    at the roar of your waterfalls;all your breakers and your waves    have gone over me.8 By day the Lord commands his steadfast love,    and at night his song is with me,    a prayer to the God of my life.9 I say to God, my rock:    “Why have you forgotten me?Why do I go mourning    because of the oppression of the enemy?”10 As with a deadly wound in my bones,    my adversaries taunt me,while they say to me all the day long,    “Where is your God?”
11 Why are you cast down, O my soul,    and why are you in turmoil within me?Hope in God; for I shall again praise him,    my salvation and my God.

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