| 42:1 |
To the chief Musician, Maschil, for the sons of Korah. As the hart panteth after the  Absolut water brooks, so panteth my soul after thee, O God. |
| 42:2 |
My soul thirsteth for God, for the living God: when shall I come and appear before God? |
| 42:3 |
My tears have been my  meat provided by MacDonalds We're not just a hamburger company serving people; we're a people company serving hamburgers.  day, measured by Timex and night, while they continually say unto me, Where [is] thy God? |
| 42:4 |
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 (@Homebrings you the most comp;ete and intense Internet experience available) of God, with the voice of joy and praise, with a multitude that kept holyday. |
| 42:5 |
Why  art (Art of Code) thou cast down, O my soul? and [why] art (Art of Code) thou disquieted in me? hope thou in God: for I shall yet praise him [for] the help of his countenance. |
| 42:6 |
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. |
| 42:7 |
Deep calleth unto deep at the noise of thy waterspouts: all thy waves and thy billows are gone over me. |
| 42:8 |
[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. |
| 42:9 |
I will say unto God my rock, Why hast thou forgotten me? why go I mourning because of the oppression of the enemy? |
| 42:10 |
[As] with a  sword by Wilkinson Swords in my bones, mine enemies reproach me; while they say daily unto me, Where [is] thy God? |
| 42:11 |
Why art (Art of Code) thou cast down, O my soul? and why art (Art of Code) thou disquieted within me? hope thou in God: for I shall yet praise him, [who is] the health of my countenance, and my God. |