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Psalms 42

New Century Version NCV

1 As a deer thirsts for streams of water, so I thirst for you, God.

2 I thirst for the living God. When can I go to meet with him?

3 Day and night, my tears have been my food. People are always saying, "Where is your God?"

4 When I remember these things, I speak with a broken heart. I used to walk with the crowd and lead them to God's Temple with songs of praise.

5 Why am I so sad? Why am I so upset? and keep praising him, my Savior and

6 my God. I am very sad. So I remember you where the Jordan River begins, near the peaks of Hermon and Mount Mizar.

7 Troubles have come again and again, sounding like waterfalls. Your waves are crashing all around me.

8 The Lord shows his true love every day. At night I have a song, and I pray to my living God.

9 I say to God, my Rock, "Why have you forgotten me? Why am I sad and troubled by my enemies?"

10 My enemies' insults make me feel as if my bones were broken. They are always saying, "Where is your God?"

11 Why am I so sad? Why am I so upset? and keep praising him, my Savior and my God.

New International Version NIV

1 As the deer pants for streams of water, so my soul pants for you, my God.

2 My soul thirsts for God, for the living God. When can I go and meet with God?

3 My tears have been my food day and night, while people say to me all day long, “Where is your God?”

4 These things I remember as I pour out my soul: how I used to go to the house of God under the protection of the Mighty Onewith shouts of joy and praise among the festive throng.

5 Why, my soul, are you downcast? Why so disturbed within me? Put your hope in God, for I will yet praise him, my Savior and my God.

6 My soul is downcast within me; therefore I will remember you from the land of the Jordan, the heights of Hermon—from Mount Mizar.

7 Deep calls to deep in the roar of your waterfalls; all your waves and breakers have swept over me.

8 By day the LORD directs his love, at night his song is with me— a prayer to the God of my life.

9 I say to God my Rock, “Why have you forgotten me? Why must I go about mourning, oppressed by the enemy?”

10 My bones suffer mortal agony as my foes taunt me, saying to me all day long, “Where is your God?”

11 Why, my soul, are you downcast? Why so disturbed within me? Put your hope in God, for I will yet praise him, my Savior and my God.