Psalms 42:3-9

³My tears have been my food by day and by night; for they say to me all the day long, “Where is your God?”

⁴My heart floods with sorrow, as I call to mind: how I used to pass on with the throng, at their head, to the house of God, with glad shouts and giving of thanks, in the throng who kept festival.

⁵Why am I downcast? Why this moaning within me? Hope in God; for yet will I praise him, my help, my God.

⁶I am sunk in my misery; I will therefore call you to mind from the land of Jordan and Hermon, the mountain Mizar.

⁷Flood is calling to flood at the noise of your cataracts; all your waves and your breakers have passed over me.

⁸In the day I cry to the Lord to summon his kindness; and the song that I sing in the night is a prayer to the living God.

⁹I say to God my rock, “Why have you forgotten me? Why must I walk so sadly, so hard pressed by the foe?”