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Psalms42

The psalmist expresses profound spiritual thirst for God, likening his soul's longing to a hart panting for water. He laments his deep distress, constant tears, and the mocking taunts of enemies who question God's presence. Despite feeling cast down and overwhelmed, he repeatedly exhorts his soul to hope in God, believing he will yet praise Him for His help and salvation.

As the Deer Pants for Water

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To the Overseer. --An Instruction. By sons of Korah. As a hart doth pant for streams of water, So my soul panteth toward Thee, O God.
2
My soul thirsted for God, for the living God, When do I enter and see the face of God?
3
My tear hath been to me bread day and night, In their saying unto me all the day, `Where is thy God?'
4
These I remember, and pour out my soul in me, For I pass over into the booth, I go softly with them unto the house of God, With the voice of singing and confession, The multitude keeping feast!
5
What! bowest thou thyself, O my soul? Yea, art thou troubled within me? Wait for God, for still I confess Him: The salvation of my countenance--My God!

Remembering God Amidst Deep Waters

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In me doth my soul bow itself, Therefore I remember Thee from the land of Jordan, And of the Hermons, from the hill Mizar.
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Deep unto deep is calling At the noise of Thy water-spouts, All Thy breakers and Thy billows passed over me.
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By day Jehovah commandeth His kindness, And by night a song is with me, A prayer to the God of my life.
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I say to God my rock, `Why hast Thou forgotten me? Why go I mourning in the oppression of an enemy?
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With a sword in my bones Have mine adversaries reproached me, In their saying unto me all the day, `Where is thy God?'
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What! bowest thou thyself, O my soul? And what! art thou troubled within me? Wait for God, for still I confess Him, The salvation of my countenance, and my God!
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