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42:1  For the director. A maskil of the sons of Korah.
42:2  As a deer longs for running streams, so my soul longs for you, O God.
42:3  My soul thirsts for God, the living God. When shall I come to behold the face of God?
42:4  My tears have become my food day and night, while people taunt me all day long, saying, “Where is your God?”
42:5  As I pour out my soul, I recall those times when I journeyed with the multitude and led them in procession to the house of God, amid loud cries of joy and thanksgiving on the part of the crowd keeping festival.
42:6  Why are you so disheartened, O my soul? Why do you sigh within me? Place your hope in God, for I will once again praise him, my Savior and my God.
42:7  My soul is disheartened within me; therefore, I remember you from the land of Jordan and Hermon, from Mount Mizar.
42:8  The depths of the sea resound in the roar of your waterfalls; all your waves and your breakers sweep over me.
42:9  During the day the Lord grants his kindness, and at night his praise is with me, a prayer to the living God.
42:10  I say to God, my Rock, “Why have you forgotten me? Why must I go about in mourning while my enemy oppresses me?”
42:11  It crushes my bones when my foes taunt me, jeering at me all day long, “Where is your God?”