AS the deer pants for the water brooks, so pants my soul for You, O God.

2 My soul thirsts for God, for the living God. When shall I come and appear before God?

3 My tear have been my food day and night, while they continually say to me "Where is your God?"

4 When I remember these things, I pour out my soul within me. For I used to go with the multitude; I went with them to the house of God, with the voice of joy and praise, with a multitude that kept a piligrim feast.

5 Why are you cast down, O my soul? And why are you disquieted within me? Hope in God, for I shall yet praise Him for the help of His countenance.

6 O my God, my soul is cast down within me; therefore I will remember You from the land of the Jordan, and from the heights of Hermon, from the Hill Mizar.

7 Deep calls unto deep at the noise of Your waterfalls; all Your waves and billow have gone over me.

8 The LORD will command His lovingkindness in the daytime, and in the night His song shall be with me - a prayer to the God of my life.

9 I will say to God my Rock, "Why have you forgotten me? Why do I mourning because of the oppression of the enemy?"

10 As with a breaking of my bones my enemies reproach me, while they say to me all day long, "Where is your God?"

11 Why ate you cast down, O my soul? And why are you disquieted within me? Hope in God; for I shall yet praise Him, the help of my countenanace and my God. PSALM 42