PSALM 1942

Desire for God and His Temple

1 For the leader. A maskil of the Korahites.

2 As the deer longs for streams of water,
so my soul longs for you, O God.

3 My being thirsts for God, the living God.
When can I go and see the face of God?

4 My tears have been my food day and night,
as they ask daily,"Where is your God?"

5 Those times I recall as I pour out my soul,
When I went in procession with the crowd,
I went with them to the house of God, Amid loud cries of thanksgiving,
with the multitude keeping festival.

6 Why are you downcast, my soul; why do you groan within me?
Wait for God, whom I shall praise again, my savior and my God.

7 My soul is downcast within me; therefore I will remember you
From the land of the Jordan and Hermon, from the land of Mount Mizar.

8 Here deep calls to deep in the roar of your torrents.
All your waves and breakers sweep over me.

9 At dawn may the LORD bestow faithful love
that I may sing praise through the night,
praise to the God of my life.

10 I say to God, "My rock, why do you forget me?
Why must I go about mourning with the enemy oppressing me?"

11 It shatters my bones, when my adversaries reproach me.
They say to me daily: "Where is your God?"

12 Why are you downcast, my soul, why do you groan within me?
Wait for God, whom I shall praise again, my savior and my God.

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