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		<title>Psalm chapter 42</title>
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				 For the director of music. A maskil of the Sons of Korah. As the deer pants for streams of water, so my soul pants for you, O God.
				 My soul thirsts for God, for the living God. When can I go and meet with God?
				 My tears have been my food day and night, while men say to me all day long, "Where is your God?"
				 These things I remember as 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 thanksgiving among the festive throng.
				 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 will remember you from the land of the Jordan, the heights of Hermon-- from Mount Mizar.
				 Deep calls to deep in the roar of your waterfalls; all your waves and breakers have swept over me.
				 By day the LORD directs his love, at night his song is with me-- a prayer to the God of my life.
				 I say to God my Rock, "Why have you forgotten me? Why must I go about mourning, oppressed by the enemy?"
				 My bones suffer mortal agony as my foes taunt me, saying to me all day long, "Where is your 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.
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