Psalm 42:1-11

              As the deer pants for the water brooks,

            So my soul pants 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 say to me all day long, “Where is your God?”

           These things I remember and I pour out my soul within me.

            For I used to go along with the throng and lead them in procession to the house of God,

            With the voice of joy and thanksgiving, a multitude keeping festival.

           Why are you in despair, O my soul?

            And why have you become disturbed within me?

            Hope in God, for I shall again praise Him

            For the help of His presence.

           O my God, my soul is in despair within me;

            Therefore I remember You from the land of the Jordan

            And the peaks of Hermon, from Mount Mizar.

           Deep calls to deep at the sound of Your waterfalls;

            All Your breakers and Your waves have rolled over me.

           The LORD will command His lovingkindness in the daytime;

            And His song will be with me in the night,

            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 a shattering of my bones, my adversaries revile me,

            While they say to me all day long, “Where is your God?”

          Why are you in despair, O my soul?

            And why have you become disturbed within me?

            Hope in God, for I shall yet praise Him,

            The help of my countenance and my God.

Psalm 43:1-5

              Vindicate me, O God, and plead my case against an ungodly nation;

            O deliver me from the deceitful and unjust man!

           For You are the God of my strength; why have You rejected me?

            Why do I go mourning because of the oppression of the enemy?

           O send out Your light and Your truth, let them lead me;

            Let them bring me to Your holy hill

            And to Your dwelling places.

           Then I will go to the altar of God,

            To God my exceeding joy;

            And upon the lyre I shall praise You, O God, my God.

           Why are you in despair, O my soul?

            And why are you disturbed within me?

            Hope in God, for I shall again praise Him,

            The help of my countenance and my God.