42
Book Two
Psalms 42—72
The Prayer of Someone in Exile#Ps 42 hebrew title: A poem by the clan of Korah.
1As a deer longs for a stream of cool water,
so I long for you, O God.
2I thirst for you, the living God;
when can I go and worship in your presence?
3Day and night I cry,
and tears are my only food;
all the time my enemies ask me,
“Where is your God?”
4My heart breaks when I remember the past,
when I went with the crowds to the house of God
and led them as they walked along,
a happy crowd, singing and shouting praise to God.
5Why 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 my God.
6-7Here in exile my heart is breaking,
and so I turn my thoughts to him.
He has sent waves of sorrow over my soul;
chaos roars at me like a flood,
like waterfalls thundering down to the Jordan
from Mount Hermon and Mount Mizar.
8May the Lord show his constant love during the day,
so that I may have a song at night,
a prayer to the God of my life.
9To God, my defender, I say,
“Why have you forgotten me?
Why must I go on suffering
from the cruelty of my enemies?”
10I am crushed by their insults,
as they keep on asking me,
“Where is your God?”
11Why 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 my God.
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