Sunday, April 26, 2009

Psalm 42:1-5

As a deer pants for flowing streams,
     so pants my soul 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 continually, "Where is your God?"
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 go God
     with glad shouts and songs of praise
a multitude keeping festival.

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.

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