Psalm 42
Words: The Bay Psalm Book
To the chief musician, Maschil, for the Sons of Korah
1 Like as the hart panting doth bray
after the water brooks,
even in Such wise O God, my soul,
after thee panting looks.
2 For God, even for the living God,
my soul it thirsteth sore;
Oh when shall I come & appear,
the face of God before.
3 My tears have been unto me meat,
by night also by day,
while all the day they unto me
where is thy God do say.
4 When as I do in mind record
these things, then me upon
I do my soul out pour, for I
with multitude had gone:
With them unto Gods house I went,
with voice of joy & praise:
I with a multitude did go
that did keep holy days.
5 My soul why art cast down & art
stirred in me: thy hope place
in God, for yet him praise I shall
for the help of his face.
(PART 2)
6 My God, my soul in me's cast down,
therefore thee mind I will
from Jordan's & Hermonites land,
and from the little hill.
7 At the noise of thy water spouts
deep unto deep doth call:
thy waves they are gone over me,
also thy billows all.
8 His loving kindness yet the Lord
command will in the day:
and in the night his song with me,
to my life's God I'll pray.
9 I unto God will say, my Rock
why hast thou forgot me?
why go I said, by reason of
pressure of th'enemy.
10 As with a sword within my bones
my foes reproach me do:
while all the day, where is thy God?
they do say me unto.
11 My soul O wherefore dost thou bow
thy self down heavily;
and wherefore in me makest thou
a stir tumultuously?
Hope thou in God, because I shall
with praise him yet advance:
who is my God, also he is
health of my countenance.
