Psalms 42

New Jerusalem Bible	Revised Standard Version Catholic Edition
¹ [For the choirmaster Poem Of the sons of Korah] As a deer yearns for running streams, so I yearn foryou, my God.	¹ To the choirmaster. A Maskil of the Sons of Korah. As a hart longs for flowing streams, so longs my soul for thee, O God.
² I thirst for God, the living God; when shal I go to see the face of God?	² My soul thirsts for God, for the living God. When shall I come and behold the face of God?
³ I have no food but tears day and night, as al day long I am taunted, 'Where is your God?'	³ My tears have been my food day and night, while men say to me continually, "Where is your God?"
⁴ This I remember as I pour out my heart, how I used to pass under the roof of the Most High used to goto the house of God, among cries of joy and praise, the sound of the feast.	⁴ These things I remember, as I pour out my soul: how I went with the throng, and led them in procession to the house of God, with glad shouts and songs of thanksgiving, a multitude keeping festival.
⁵ Why be so downcast, why all these sighs? Hope in God! I will praise him stil , my Saviour,	⁵ Why are you cast down, O my soul, and why are you disquieted within me? Hope in God; for I shall again praise him, my help
⁶ my God. When I am downcast I think of you: from the land of Jordan and Hermon, I think of you,humble mountain.	⁶ and my God. My soul is cast down within me, therefore I remember thee from the land of Jordan and of Hermon, from Mount Mizar.
⁷ Deep is cal ing to deep by the roar of your cataracts, al your waves and breakers have rolled over me.	⁷ Deep calls to deep at the thunder of thy cataracts; all thy waves and thy billows have gone over me.
⁸ In the daytime God sends his faithful love, and even at night; the song it inspires in me is a prayer tomy living God.	⁸ By day the LORD commands his steadfast love; and at night his song is with me, a prayer to the God of my life.
⁹ I shal say to God, my rock, 'Why have you forgotten me? Why must I go around in mourning,harrassed by the enemy?'	⁹ I say to God, my rock: "Why hast thou forgotten me? Why go I mourning because of the oppression of the enemy?"
¹⁰ With death in my bones, my enemies taunt me, al day long they ask me, 'Where is your God?'	¹⁰ As with a deadly wound in my body, my adversaries taunt me, while they say to me continually, "Where is your God?"
¹¹ Why so downcast, why al these sighs? Hope in God! I wil praise him stil , my Saviour, my God.	¹¹ Why are you cast down, O my soul, and why are you disquieted within me? Hope in God; for I shall again praise him, my help and my God.