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Psalm 42

The Complete Jewish Bible CJB

1 For the leader. A maskil of the descendants of Korach: Just as a deer longs for running streams, God, I long for you.

2 I am thirsty for God, for the living God! When can I come and appear before God?

3 My tears are my food, day and night, while all day people ask me, "Where is your God?"

4 I recall, as my feelings well up within me, how I'd go with the crowd to the house of God, with sounds of joy and praise from the throngs observing the festival.

5 My soul, why are you so downcast? Why are you groaning inside me? Hope in God, since I will praise him again for the salvation that comes from his presence.

6 My God, when I feel so downcast, I remind myself of you from the land of Yarden, from the peaks of Hermon, from the hill Mizar.

7 Deep is calling to deep at the thunder of your waterfalls; all your surging rapids and waves are sweeping over me.

8 By day ADONAI commands his grace, and at night his song is with me as 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, under pressure by the enemy?

10 My adversaries' taunts make me feel as if my bones were crushed, as they ask me all day long, 'Where is your God?'"

11 My soul, why are you so downcast? Why are you groaning inside me? Hope in God, since I will praise him again for being my Savior and God.

The Message Bible MSG

1 A white-tailed deer drinks from the creek; I want to drink God, deep draughts of God.

2 I'm thirsty for God-alive. I wonder, "Will I ever make it - arrive and drink in God's presence?"

3 I'm on a diet of tears - tears for breakfast, tears for supper. All day long people knock at my door, Pestering, "Where is this God of yours?"

4 These are the things I go over and over, emptying out the pockets of my life. I was always at the head of the worshiping crowd, right out in front, Leading them all, eager to arrive and worship, Shouting praises, singing thanksgiving - celebrating, all of us, God's feast!

5 Why are you down in the dumps, dear soul? Why are you crying the blues? Fix my eyes on God - soon I'll be praising again. He puts a smile on my face. He's my God.

6 When my soul is in the dumps, I rehearse everything I know of you, From Jordan depths to Hermon heights, including Mount Mizar.

7 Chaos calls to chaos, to the tune of whitewater rapids. Your breaking surf, your thundering breakers crash and crush me.

8 Then God promises to love me all day, sing songs all through the night! My life is God's prayer.

9 Sometimes I ask God, my rock-solid God, "Why did you let me down? Why am I walking around in tears, harassed by enemies?"

10 They're out for the kill, these tormentors with their obscenities, Taunting day after day, "Where is this God of yours?"

11 Why are you down in the dumps, dear soul? Why are you crying the blues? Fix my eyes on God - soon I'll be praising again. He puts a smile on my face. He's my God.