God's Word to the Downcast Soul

11/17/2024 Paul Bang Psalm 42-43 Book Two Why Are You Cast Down, O My Soul? To the choirmaster. A Maskil[a] of the Sons of Korah. 42 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?[b] 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[c] 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. Send Out Your Light and Your Truth 43 Vindicate me, O God, and defend my cause     against an ungodly people, from the deceitful and unjust man     deliver me! 2 For you are the God in whom I take refuge;     why have you rejected me? Why do I go about mourning     because of the oppression of the enemy? 3 Send out your light and your truth;     let them lead me; let them bring me to your holy hill     and to your dwelling! 4 Then I will go to the altar of God,     to God my exceeding joy, and I will praise you with the lyre,     O God, my God. 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 and my God.