Psalms 42

¹As the hart panteth after the water brooks,

²My soul thirsteth for God, for the living God:

³My tears have been my meat day and night,

⁴When I remember these things, I pour out my soul in me:

⁵Why art thou cast down, O my soul? and why art thou disquieted in me?

⁶O my God, my soul is cast down within me: therefore will I remember thee

⁷Deep calleth unto deep at the noise of thy waterspouts:

⁸Yet the Lord will command his lovingkindness in the daytime,

⁹I will say unto God my rock, Why hast thou forgotten me?

¹⁰As with a sword in my bones, mine enemies reproach me;

¹¹Why art thou cast down, O my soul? and why art thou disquieted within me?