Psalm 42a Streams of Water (Sons of Korah) As the dear pants For streams of water So my soul thirsts For the living God When will I find Him Tears have been my food All day men say "Where is your God?" As I pour out my soul This I recall How I used to go To the house of God with joy Within the multitude Among the festive throng Why are you down, my soul? Why so disturbed Put your hope in God I will yet praise Him