42: 1 Book II Thirsting for God in Trouble and Exile. For the Chief Musician. Maskil of the sons of Korah. As the hart panteth after the water brooks, So panteth my soul after thee, O God.
42: 2 My soul thirsteth for God, for the living God: When shall I come and appear before God?
42: 3 My tears have been my food day and night. While they ²⁵⁴continually say unto me, Where is thy God?
²⁵⁴Hb. all the day say unto me, Similarly in vs. 10.

42: 4 These things I remember, and pour out my soul ²⁵⁵within me, How I went with the throng, and ²⁵⁶led them to the house of God, With the voice of joy and praise, a multitude keeping holyday.
²⁵⁵Hb. upon
²⁵⁶Or, went in procession with them to the house

42: 5 Why art thou cast down, O my soul? And why art thou disquieted within me? Hope thou in God; for I shall yet praise him For the help of his countenance.
42: 6 O my God, my soul is cast down within me: Therefore do I remember thee from the land of the Jordan, And the Hermons, from ²⁵⁷the hill Mizar.
²⁵⁷Or, the little mountain.

42: 7 Deep calleth unto deep at the noise of thy waterfalls: All thy waves and thy billows are gone over me.
42: 8 Yet Jehovah will command his lovingkindness in the daytime; And in the night his song shall be with me, Even a prayer unto the God of my life.
42: 9 I will say unto God my rock, Why hast thou forgotten me? Why go I mourning ²⁵⁸because of the oppression of the enemy?
²⁵⁸Or, while the enemy oppreseth

42: 10 As with a sword in my bones, mine adversaries reproach me, While they continually say unto me, Where is thy God?
42: 11 Why art thou cast down, O my soul? And why art thou disquieted within me? Hope thou in God; for I shall yet praise him, Who is the help of my countenance, and my God.