Psalm 42 (LW)

my soul thirsts for God
where can I go to experience
the refreshment of my God’s presence

my tears are my food day and night
while people call out
“where is your God?”
“Where is your faith?”

these things I remember as I pour out my soul
I was always at the head of the crowd
leading them with shouts of praises singing thanksgiving – eager to worship, to feast on God

why 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

my soul is downcast within me,
therefore I remember your love,
your power
the cross
the empty tomb

chaos calls to chaos
your raging surf and thundering breakers
tumble and crush me

yet by day you direct your love
at night your song is with me
a prayer to the God of my life.

I cry out to God, my rock
“why have You forgotten me?
why must I go on mourning?”

my bones suffer mortal agony
people taunt me with their words
their expectations
“where is your God?
where is your faith?”

why so downcast, O my soul?
put your hope in God for I will yet praise Him
my Savior
my God
my Lover
my Friend