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Psalm 42

My soul is thirsting for the Lord

Tune: [My soul is thirsting for the Lord] (Gelineau)
Published in 3 hymnals

Representative Text

My soul is thirsting for the Lord:
when shall I see God face to face?

1 As a deer longs for flowing streams,
so my soul longs for you, O God
2 My soul thirsts for God,
for the living God. (repeat phrases c and d)
When shall I come and behold
the face of God? (R)

3 My tears have been my food
[both] day and night,
while people say to me continually,
"Where is your God?" (R)

4 These things I remember,
as I pour out my soul:
how I went with the throng,
nd led them in procession
to the house of God, (repeat phrases c and d)
with glad shouts and songs of thanksgiving,
a multitude keeping festival. (R)

5 Why are you cast down, O my soul,
and why are you disquieted within?
Hope in God; for I shall again praise Him, my help
6 and my God. (R)

My soul is cast down within me;
therefore I remember You
from the land of Jordan and of Hermon,
[and] from Mount Mizar.

7 Deep calls to deep
at the thunder of Your cataracts;
all Your waves and Your billows
have gone over me. (R)

8 By day the Lord commands His steadfast love,
and at night His song is with me, (omit phrase c)
a prayer to the God of my life. (R)

9 I say to God, my rock,
"Why have You forgotten me?
Why must I walk about mournfully
because the enemy oppresses me?" (R)

10 As with a deadly wound in my body,
my adversaries taunt me,
while they say to me continually,
"Where is your God?" (R)

11 Why are you cast down, O my soul,
and why are you disquieted within me?
Hope in God; for I shall again praise Him,
my help and my God. (R)

Text Information

First Line: My soul is thirsting for the Lord
Title: Psalm 42
Language: English
Notes: Responsorial refrain to responsive reading.



Instances (1 - 3 of 3)

Hymns for a Pilgrim People #623


The Presbyterian Hymnal #190

Worship (3rd ed.) #37

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