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![](https://media.sermonaudio.com/images/web/images/tx.gif) Psalm 42
Psalm 42 SPOHR | Bible Passage
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1650 Scottish Psalter |
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Adapted from Louis Spohr, 1784-1859 |
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1 Like as the hart for water-brooks in thirst doth pant and bray; So pants my longing soul, O God, that come to thee I may. 2 My soul for God, the living God, doth thirst: when shall I near Unto thy countenance approach, and in God's sight appear?
3 My tears have unto me been meat, both in the night and day, While unto me continually, Where is thy God? they say. 4 My soul is pourèd out in me, when this I think upon; Because that with the multitude I heretofore had gone:
With them into God's house I went, with voice of joy and praise; Yea, with the multitude that kept the solemn holy days. 5 O why art thou cast down, my soul? why in me so dismayed? Trust God, for I shall praise him yet, his count'nance is mine aid.
6 My God, my soul's cast down in me; thee therefore mind I will From Jordan's land, the Hermonites, and ev'n from Mizar hill. 7 At the noise of thy water-spouts deep unto deep doth call; Thy breaking waves pass over me, yea, and thy billows all.
8 His loving-kindness yet the Lord command will in the day, His song's with me by night; to God, by whom I live, I'll pray: 9 And I will say to God my rock, Why me forgett'st thou so? Why, for my foes' opprëssion, thus mourning do I go?
10 'Tis as a sword within my bones, when my foes me upbraid; Ev'n when by them, Where is thy God? 'tis daily to me said. 11 O why art thou cast down, my soul? why, thus with grief oppressed, Art thou disquieted in me? in God still hope and rest:
For yet I know I shall him praise, who graciously to me The health is of my countenance, yea, mine own God is he.
BIBLE PASSAGE:
1 ¶ As the hart panteth after the water brooks, so panteth my soul after thee, O God. 2 My soul thirsteth for God, for the living God: when shall I come and appear before God? 3 My tears have been my meat day and night, while they continually say unto me, Where is thy God? 4 When I remember these things, I pour out my soul in me: for I had gone with the multitude, I went with them to the house of God, with the voice of joy and praise, with a multitude that kept holyday. 5 Why art thou cast down, O my soul? and why art thou disquieted in me? hope thou in God: for I shall yet praise him for the help of his countenance. 6 ¶ O my God, my soul is cast down within me: therefore will I remember thee from the land of Jordan, and of the Hermonites, from the hill Mizar. 7 Deep calleth unto deep at the noise of thy waterspouts: all thy waves and thy billows are gone over me. 8 Yet the LORD will command his lovingkindness in the daytime, and in the night his song shall be with me, and my prayer unto the God of my life. 9 I will say unto God my rock, Why hast thou forgotten me? why go I mourning because of the oppression of the enemy? 10 As with a sword in my bones, mine enemies reproach me; while they say daily unto me, Where is thy God? 11 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 health of my countenance, and my God.
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