THE *BOOK OF
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Psalm 42 ©

The prophet bemoans bitterly his deprivation of the public worship of God during his exile, and the blasphemies of his enemies, which caused his spirit to be overwhelmed; nevertheless, he rouses up his soul again unto a firm hope and confidence in the grace of God.

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To the chief 1Musician, 2Maschil, for the 3sons of Korah.

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AS the 4harta5panteth after the water brooks, so panteth my soul after thee, O God.

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Myb soul 6thirsteth for God, for the living God: when shall I 7come and appear before God?

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Myc tears have been my 8meat day and night, while they continually say unto me, 9Where is thy God?

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When I remember these things, I pour out my soul 10in me: for I had gone with the multitude, I 11went with them to the house of God, with the voice of joy and praise, with a multitude that kept holyday.

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Whyd art thou 12cast down, O my soul? and why art thou disquieted in me? hope thou in God: for I shall yet praise him for the 13help of his 14countenance.

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O my God, my soul is cast down within me: therefore will I remember thee from the land of 15Jordan, and of the 16Hermonites, from the 17hill Mizar.

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18Deep calleth unto deep at the 19noise of thy 20waterspouts: all thy waves and thy billows are gone over me.

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21Yet the LORD will 22command his lovingkindness in the daytime, and in the night 23his song shall be with me, and my prayer unto the God 24of my life.

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I will say unto God 25my rock, Why hast thou 26forgotten me? why go I 27mourning because of the oppression of the enemy?

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As with a 28sword in my bones, mine enemies reproach me; while they say daily unto me, Where is thy God?

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Why art thou cast down, O my soul? and why art thou disquieted within me? hope thou in God: for I shall yet praise him, who is the 29health of my countenance, and my God.