Psalm 42. Quemadmodum.

1. As the deer longs for the water-brooks, *
   so longs my soul for you, O God.
2. My soul is athirst for God, athirst for the living God; *
   when shall I come to appear before the presence of God?
3. My tears have been my food day and night, *
   while all day long they say to me, Where now is your God?
4. I pour out my soul when I think on these things: *
   how I went with the multitude and led them into the house of God,
5. With the voice of praise and thanksgiving, *
   among those who keep holy-day.
6. Why are you so full of heaviness, O my soul? *
   and why are you so disquieted within me?
7. Put your trust in God; *
   for I will yet give thanks to him, who is the help of my countenance, and my God.
8. My soul is heavy within me; *
   therefore I will remember you from the land of Jordan, and from the peak of Mizar among the heights of Hermon.
9. One deep calls to another in the noise of your cataracts; *
   all your rapids and floods have gone over me.
10. The Lord grants his loving-kindness in the daytime; *
    in the night season his song is with me, a prayer to the God of my life.
11. I will say to the God of my strength, "Why have you forgotten me? *
    and why do I go so heavily while the enemy oppresses me?"
12. While my bones are being broken, *
    my enemies mock me to my face;
13. All day long they mock me *
    and say to me, "Where now is your God?"
14. Why are you so full of heaviness, O my soul? *
    and why are you so disquieted within me?
15. Put your trust in God; *
    for I will yet give thanks to him, who is the help of my countenance, and my God.