PSALM 42
Quemadmodum.

Like as the hart de- | -sireth• the water-brooks,

* so longeth my soul | after thee, O God.

2 My soul is athirst for God, yea, even for the | living God:

* when shall I come to appear be- | -fore the •presence• of God?

3 My tears have been my meat | day and night,

* while they daily say unto me, | Where is now thy God?

4 Now when I think thereupon, I pour out my heart | by myself;

* for I went with the multitude, and brought them forth | into• the house of God;

5 In the voice of praise and | thanksgiving,

* among | such as keep holy-day.

6 Why art thou so full of heaviness, | O my soul?

* and why art thou so dis- | -quieted within me?

7 O put thy | trust in God;

* for I will yet thank him, which is the help of my | counte•nance, and my God.

8 My soul is | vexed within me;

* therefore will I remember thee from the land of Jordan, from Hermon | and the little hill.

9 One deep calleth another, because of the noise | of thy water-floods;

* all thy waves and storms are | gone over me.

10 The LORD will grant his loving-kindness | in the daytime;

* and in the night season will I sing of him, and make my prayer unto the | God of my life.

11 I will say unto the God of my strength, Why hast thou for- | -gotten me?

* why go I thus heavily, while the | •ene•my op•presseth me?

12 My bones are smitten asunder as | with a sword,

* while mine enemies that trouble me | cast me in the teeth;

13 Namely, while they say daily | unto me,

* Where | is now thy God?

14 Why art thou so vexed, | O my soul?

* and why art thou so dis- | -quieted within me?

15 O put thy | trust in God;

* for I will yet thank him, which is the help of my | counte•nance, and my God.

Glory be to the Father, and | to the Son,

* and | to the Holy Ghost,

As it was in the beginning, is now, and | ever shall be,

* world without | end.  Amen.