Psalm 42 Prayed

Psalm 42 Prayed Longing for Jesus in spiritual drought    As the deer pants for streams of water,             so my soul pants for you, O God.    My soul thirsts for Jesus, for the living God.             When can I go and meet with you?    My tears have been my food             day and night,    while people say to me all day long,             “Where is your God?”    These things I remember             as I pour out my soul:    how I used to go with the multitude,             leading the procession to the house of God,    with shouts of joy and thanksgiving             among the festive throng.    Yet, now worship has become so flat, O Lord.             Going to church no longer thrills me.    Why are you downcast, O my soul?             Why so disturbed within me?    Put your hope in God,             for I will yet praise him,             my Saviour Jesus, and my God.    My soul is downcast within me;             therefore I will remember you,    even when I am a long way from home,             when I feel lost in the wilderness.    When you are close to me, Jesus,    Deep calls to deep             in the ocean of your love,             in the roar of your waterfalls;    all your waves and breakers             sweep over me.    By day, O Lord, you direct your love to me,             at night your song is with me—             a prayer to the God of my life.    But why are you so far from me now?             I say to you, my God, my Rock,    “Why have you forgotten me?             Why must I go about mourning,             oppressed by my spiritual enemy?”     My bones suffer mortal agony             as my spiritual foes taunt me,    saying to me all day long,             “Where is your God?”    Why are you downcast, O my soul?             Why so disturbed within me?             Do not loose heart.     For though outwardly I may be wasting away,             yet inwardly I am being renewed day by day.    For these light and momentary troubles             are achieving for me an eternal glory             that far outweighs them all.    O my soul, fix your eyes,             not on what is seen,             but on what is unseen.    For what is seen is temporary,             but what is unseen is eternal.    Put your hope in God,             for I will yet praise Jesus,             my Saviour and my God. Psalm 42 For the director of music. A maskil of the Sons of Korah. 1   As the deer pants for streams of water,             so my soul pants for you, O God. 2   My soul thirsts for God, for the living God.             When can I go and meet with God? 3   My tears have been my food             day and night,      while men say to me all day long,             “Where is your God?” 4   These things I remember             as I pour out my soul:       how I used to go with the multitude,             leading the procession             to the house of God,       with shouts of joy and thanksgiving             among the festive throng. 5   Why are you downcast, O my soul?             Why so disturbed within me      Put your hope in God,             for I will yet praise him, my Saviour and 6            my God.       My soul is downcast within me;                therefore I will remember you        from the land of the Jordan,             the heights of Hermon—             from Mount Mizar. 7   Deep calls to deep             in the roar of your waterfalls;      all your waves and breakers             have swept over me. 8   By day the LORD directs his love,             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 must I go about mourning,             oppressed by the enemy?” 10  My bones suffer mortal agony             as my foes taunt me,     saying to me all day long,             “Where is your God?” 11a  Why are you downcast, O my soul?             Why so disturbed within me? 2Cor. 4:16  Therefore we do not lose heart. Though outwardly we are wasting away, yet inwardly we are being renewed day by day. 17 For our light and momentary troubles are achieving for us an eternal glory that far outweighs them all.  18 So we fix our eyes not on what is seen, but on what is unseen. For what is seen is temporary, but what is unseen is eternal. 11b Put your hope in God,             for I will yet praise him,             my Saviour and my God.