PSALMS 42 & 43
METER:  LMD (88 88 D)
SUGGESTED TUNE:  HE LEADETH ME

1.  As longs the deer for flow-ing streams,
    So longs my soul for you, O God.
    I thirst for God, the liv-ing God.
    When shall I see the face of God?
    My tears have fed me night and day,
    While peo-ple say, "Where is your God?"
    As I pour out my soul in grief,
    These things come to my mind again:
2.  How I went with the mul-ti-tude
    And led them all up to God's house
    With shouts of joy and songs of praise,
    As we were keep-ing fest-i-val.
    Oh, why, my soul, are you cast down?
    Oh, why are you dis-qui-et-ed?
    I shall a-gain praise God my help,
    And I shall place my hope in him.
3.  My soul with-in me is crushed down,
    And there-fore I re-mem-ber you.
    Deep calls to deep when rap-ids roar,
    Your waves and bil-lows o'er me go.
    By day God shows his con-stant love,
    At night his song is still with me,
    A prayer to God who gives me life.
    And yet I say to God, my rock:
4.  "God, why have you for-got-ten me?
    Why do you let my foes op-press?"
    They taunt me, say-ing, "Where's your God?"
    I feel like I've a dead-ly wound.
    Oh, why, my soul, are you cast down?
    Oh, why are you dis-qui-et-ed?
    I shall a-gain praise God my help,
    And I shall place my hope in him.
5.  Lord, be my judge, de-fend my cause
    A-gainst those who are with-out God;
    Save me from those who false-hoods tell
    And those who do not do what's just.
    You are my God, my ref-uge true;
    So why must I re-ject-ed be?
    Why do I have to go and mourn
    Be-cause I am op-pressed by foes?
6.  Send out your light, send out your truth,
    Oh, let them al-ways lead me on,
    That I may come un-to your house
    And to the moun-tain where you dwell.
    Then to God's al-tar I will go,
    To God who gives ex-ceed-ing joy;
    And I will praise you with the lyre,
    O God, my God, I will praise you.
7.  Oh, why, my soul, are you cast down?
    Oh, why are you dis-qui-et-ed?
    I shall a-gain praise God my help,
    And I shall place my hope in him.
    Oh, why, my soul, are you cast down?
    Oh, why are you dis-qui-et-ed?
    I shall a-gain praise God my help,
    And I shall place my hope in him.

Stanzas 1-4 reprinted by permission of the publisher from Sing the Psalms! by Dale A. Schoening.  Copyright 1988 Dale A. Schoening.  Stanzas 5-7 copyright 2001 Dale A. Schoening.

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