As the deer pants for the water brooks, so pants my soul for You, O God.
My soul thirsts for God, for the living God.
When shall I come and appear before God?
My tears have been my food day and night, while they continually say to me, "Where is your God?"
When I remember these things, I pour out my soul within me.
For I used to go with the multitude; I went with them to the house of God.
With the voice of joy and praise, with a multitude that kept a pilgrim feast.
Why are you cast down, O my soul?
And why are you disquieted within me?
Hope in God, for I shall yet praise Him for the help of His countenance.
O my God, my soul is cast down within me; therefore I will remember You from the land of the Jordan, and from the heights of Hermon, from the Hill Mizar.
Deep calls unto deep at the noise of Your waterfalls; all Your waves and billows have gone over me.
The LORD will command His lovingkindness in the daytime, and in the night His song shall be with me-- a prayer to the God of my life.
I will say to God my Rock, "Why have You forgotten me? Why do I go mourning because of the oppression of the enemy?"
As with a breaking of my bones, my enemies reproach me all day long, "Where is your God?"
Why are you cast down, O my soul?And why are you disquieted within me?
Hope in God; for I shall yet praise Him, the help of my countenance and my God.
Psalm 42, NKJV