Psalm 42For the director of music. A maskil of the Sons of Korah.1As the deer pants for streams of water,so my soul pants for you, O God.2My soul thirsts for God, for the living God.When can I go and meet with God?3My tears have been my foodday and night,while men say to me all day long,“Where is your God?”4These things I rememberas 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 thanksgivingamong the festive throng.5Why are you downcast, O my soul?Why so disturbed within me?Put your hope in God,for I will yet praise him,my Savior and 6my God.My soul is downcast within me;therefore I will remember youfrom the land of the Jordan,the heights of Hermon—from Mount Mizar.7Deep calls to deepin the roar of your waterfalls;all your waves and breakershave swept over me.8By day the Lord directs his love,at night his song is with me—a prayer to the God of my life.9I say to God my Rock,“Why have you forgotten me?Why must I go about mourning,oppressed by the enemy?”10My bones suffer mortal agonyas my foes taunt me,saying to me all day long,“Where is your God?”11Why are you downcast, O my soul?Why so disturbed within me?Put your hope in God,for I will yet praise him,my Savior and my God.
And here is a link to a short exerpt from a presentation on You-Tube by Beth Moore:
It is Scary to Be Us
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