for I will yet praise him

Tonight I needed this Psalm, which I happened to have copied into my journal (Note the repetition of God in the first stanza--this crying out, the panting soul so clearly expressed; the nostalgia in the second stanza; the line of thought and shift in expression between the third to the fourth stanzas; etc.)...

(42)

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.

~David.

Now more than write, more than wander in thought, more than forget or remember, I want to live—to be a living testimony of God’s goodness. I want to put my hope in God, for I will yet praise him, my Savior and my God.