Psalms42BOOK IIPsalms 42–72As the Deer Pants for the WaterFor the choirmaster. A Maskil of the sons of Korah.1 As the deer pants for streams of water,so my soul* longs after You, O God.2 My soul thirsts for God, the living God.When shall I come and appear in God’s presence?3 My tears have been my foodboth day and night,while men ask me all day long,“Where is your God?”4 These things come to mind as I pour out my soul:how I walked with the multitude,leading the festive procession to the house of Godwith shouts of joy and praise.5 Why are you downcast, O my soul?*Why the unease within me?Put your hope in God, for I will yet praise Himfor the salvation of His presence.6 O my God, my soul despairs within me.Therefore I remember Youfrom the land of Jordan and the peaks of Hermon —even from Mount Mizar.7 Deep calls to deepin the roar of Your waterfalls;all Your breakers and waveshave rolled over me.8 The LORD decrees His loving devotion by day,and at night His song is with meas a prayer to the God of my life.9 I say to God my Rock,“Why have You forgotten me?Why must I walk in sorrowbecause of the enemy’s oppression?”10 Like the crushing of my bones,my enemies taunt me,while they say to me all day long,“Where is your God?”11 Why are you downcast, O my soul?*Why the unease within me?Put your hope in God, for I will yet praise Him,my Savior and my God.