Psalms 42

1For the Chief Musician. Maschil of the sons of Korah. As the hart panteth after the water brooks, So panteth my soul after thee, O God. 2My soul thirsteth for God, for the living God: When shall I come and appear before God? 3My tears have been my food day and night, While they continually say unto me, Where is thy God?
1) Heb all the day
4These things I remember, and pour out my soul within me, How I went with the throng, and led them to the house of God, With the voice of joy and praise, a multitude keeping holyday.
1) Heb upon 2) Or went in procession with them
5Why art thou cast down, O my soul? And why art thou disquieted within me? Hope thou in God; for I shall yet praise him For the help of his countenance.
1) Heb bowed down

6O my God, my soul is cast down within me: Therefore do I remember thee from the land of the Jordan, And the Hermons, from the hill Mizar.
1) Or the little mountain
7Deep calleth unto deep at the noise of thy waterfalls: All thy waves and thy billows are gone over me. 8 Yet Jehovah will command his lovingkindness in the day-time; And in the night his song shall be with me, Even a prayer unto the God of my life. 9I will say unto God my rock, Why hast thou forgotten me? Why go I mourning because of the oppression of the enemy?
1) Or while the enemy oppresseth
10As with a sword in my bones, mine adversaries reproach me, While they continually say unto me, Where is thy God?
1) Or crushing
11Why 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 help of my countenance, and my God.

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