Psalm 42
Thirsting for
God |
To the chief Musician, Maschil,
for the sons of Korah. |
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As the hart panteth after the water
brooks,
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so panteth my soul after thee, O
God. |
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My soul thirsteth for God, for the living
God:
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when shall I come and appear before
God? |
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3 |
My tears have been my meat day and
night,
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while they continually say unto me, Where is thy God?
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4 |
When I remember these things,
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I pour out my soul in me: |
for I had gone with the multitude, |
I went with them to the house of God, |
with the voice of joy and praise, |
with a multitude that kept
holyday. |
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Why art thou cast down, O my soul?
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And why art thou disquieted in me? |
Hope thou in God: |
for I shall yet praise him for the help of
his countenance.
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6 |
O my God, my soul is cast down within
me:
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therefore will I remember thee from the land of
Jordan, |
and of the Her'monites, from the hill
Mizar. |
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7 |
Deep calleth unto deep at the noise of
thy waterspouts:
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all thy waves and thy billows are gone over
me. |
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8 |
Yet the LORD will command his loving-kindness in the daytime,
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and in the night his song shall be with
me, |
and my prayer unto the God of my life.
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I will say unto God my rock,
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Why hast thou forgotten me? |
Why go I mourning because of the oppression of the
enemy? |
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10 |
As with a sword in my bones, mine
enemies reproach me;
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while they say daily unto me, Where is thy
God?
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Why art thou cast down, O my soul?
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And why art thou disquieted within me? |
Hope thou in God: for I shall yet praise him, |
who is the health of my countenance, and my
God. |
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