NET Bible
"I will remember and weep! For I was once walking along with the great throng to the temple of God, shouting and giving thanks along with the crowd as we celebrated the holy festival."
— Psalms 42:4, NET Bible
“When I remember these things, I pour out my soul in me: for I had gone with the multitude, I went with them to the house of God, with the voice of joy and praise, with a multitude that kept holyday.”
“These things I remember, and pour out my soul within me, How I went with the throng, and led them to the house of God, With the voice of joy and praise, a multitude keeping holyday. ”
“These things I remember, and pour out my soul within me, how I used to go with the crowd, and led them to the house of God, with the voice of joy and praise, a multitude keeping a holy day.”
“And I will go in to the altar of God: to God who giveth joy to my youth.”
“Let my soul be overflowing with grief when these things come back to my mind, how I went in company to the house of God, with the voice of joy and praise, with the song of those who were keeping the feast.”
“When I remember these things, I pour out my soul in me: for I had gone with the multitude, I went with them to the house of God, with the voice of joy and praise, with a multitude that kept holyday.”
Book 2(Psalms 42-72) For the music director; a well-written song by the Korahites. As a deer longs for streams of water, so I long for you, O God!
I thirst for God, for the living God. I say,“When will I be able to go and appear in God’s presence?”
I cannot eat, I weep day and night; all day long they say to me,“Where is your God?”
I will remember and weep! For I was once walking along with the great throng to the temple of God, shouting and giving thanks along with the crowd as we celebrated the holy festival.
Why are you depressed, O my soul? Why are you upset? Wait for God! For I will again give thanks to my God for his saving intervention.
I am depressed, so I will pray to you while in the region of the upper Jordan, from Hermon, from Mount Mizar.
One deep stream calls out to another at the sound of your waterfalls; all your billows and waves overwhelm me.