Book 2
(Psalms 42-72)
For the music director; a well-written song
42:1 As a deer
so I long
42:2 I thirst
for the living God.
I say,
42:3 I cannot eat, I weep day and night;
all day long they say to me,
42:4 I will remember and weep!
For I was once walking along with the great throng to the temple of God,
shouting and giving thanks along with the crowd as we celebrated the holy festival.
42:5 Why are you depressed,
Why are you upset?
Wait for God!
For I will again give thanks
to my God for his saving intervention.
42:6 I am depressed,
so I will pray to you while I am trapped here in the region of the upper Jordan,
from Hermon,
42:7 One deep stream calls out to another
all your billows and waves overwhelm me.
42:8 By day the Lord decrees his loyal love,
and by night he gives me a song,
a prayer
42:9 I will pray
“Why do you ignore
Why must I walk around mourning
because my enemies oppress me?”
42:10 My enemies’ taunts cut into me to the bone,
as they say to me all day long, “Where is your God?”