Psalm 42

We live in hopeful remembrance. Remembering what he’s done for us. Embracing what he is doing in us. Being excited for what is doing and will continue to do through us.

“When I am in the cellar of affliction, I look for the Lord’s choicest wines.”

-Samuel Rutherford

Psalm 42

To the choirmaster. A Maskil of the Sons of Korah.

   [1] As a deer pants for flowing streams,
        so pants my soul for you, O God.
    [2] My soul thirsts for God,
        for the living God.
    When shall I come and appear before God?
    [3] My tears have been my food
        day and night,
    while they say to me all the day long,
        “Where is your God?”
    [4] These things I remember,
        as I pour out my soul:
    how I would go with the throng
        and lead them in procession to the house of God
    with glad shouts and songs of praise,
        a multitude keeping festival.

    [5] Why are you cast down, O my soul,
        and why are you in turmoil within me?
    Hope in God; for I shall again praise him,
        my salvation [6] and my God.
    
    My soul is cast down within me;
        therefore I remember you
    from the land of Jordan and of Hermon,
        from Mount Mizar.
    [7] Deep calls to deep
        at the roar of your waterfalls;
    all your breakers and your waves
        have gone over me.
    [8] By day the LORD commands his steadfast love,
        and at night his song is with me,
        a prayer to the God of my life.
    [9] I say to God, my rock:
        “Why have you forgotten me?
    Why do I go mourning
        because of the oppression of the enemy?”
    [10] As with a deadly wound in my bones,
        my adversaries taunt me,
    while they say to me all the day long,
        “Where is your God?”
 
    [11] Why are you cast down, O my soul,
        and why are you in turmoil within me?
    Hope in God; for I shall again praise him,
        my salvation and my God. (ESV)