Psalms 42

¹As the hart panteth after the water brooks,

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

³My tears have been my food day and night,

⁴These things I remember, and pour out my soul within me,

⁵Why art thou cast down, O my soul?

⁶O my God, my soul is cast down within me:

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

⁸Yet Jehovah will command his lovingkindness in the day-time;

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

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

¹¹Why art thou cast down, O my soul?