UST PSA Chapter 42

A psalm written by one of the descendants of Korah for the choir director

42 In the same way that a deer desires to drink water in a dry place, so I desire you, O God.

2 I desire to be with you so desperately, O you, the real God. It is as though I am thirsting for water.

I say to myself, “I shall certainly return to the temple in Israel

and worship in your presence again, O God!”

3 Every day and every night I weep,

and the only thing I have to drink is my tears.

This is because my enemies are always asking me,

“Your God will certainly not help you!”

4 I am sorrowful, as I remember

when I used to go with the large groups of people to the temple where God dwelt in Jerusalem.

On our way to the festival, we would all shout joyfully and sing to thank God for what he had done.

5 So now I say to myself, “You certainly should not be sad and troubled!

Confidently expect for God to rescue you!

Then you will once again praise him,

because of how he has saved you”

6 O my God, I am discouraged,

so I think about you.

Your presence is refreshing, like the abundant waters of Jordan River that rush down from the peaks of Mount Hermon and from Mount Mizar.

7 I am in turmoil like the rush of loud waterfalls.

I am troubled as if many waves were crashing over me.

8 Yahweh faithfully loves me every day,

and so he causes me to sing to him every night

a prayer to God, who keeps me alive.

9 I say to God, who is like a huge rock on top of which I am safe from attackers,

“Surely you have forgotten me! I am living sorrowfully because my enemies are afflicting me”

10 My foes are always insulting me.

They keep saying to me, “Your God will not help you!”

When they insult me like that,

it is like wounds that break my bones.

11 But now I say to myself, “You certainly should not be sad and troubled!

Confidently expect for God to rescue you!

Then you will once again praise him,

because of how he has saved you.”