We are to be preachers, preaching to our own hearts
Psalm 42
As a deer pants for flowing streams,
so pants my soul for you, O God.
2 uMy soul thirsts for God,
for vthe living God.
When shall I come and wappear before God?2
3 xMy tears have been my food
day and night,
ywhile they say to me all the day long,
“Where is your God?”
4 These things I remember,
as I zpour out my soul:
ahow I would go bwith the throng
and lead them in procession to the house of God
with glad shouts and songs of praise,
ca multitude keeping festival.
5 dWhy are you cast down, O my soul,
and why are you ein turmoil within me?
fHope in God; for I shall again praise him,
my salvation3 6 and my God.
My soul is cast down within me;
therefore I gremember you
hfrom the land of Jordan and of iHermon,
from Mount Mizar.
7 Deep calls to deep
at the roar of your waterfalls;
jall your breakers and your kwaves
have gone over me.
8 By day the LORD lcommands his steadfast love,
and at mnight his song is with me,
a prayer to the God of my life.
9 I say to God, nmy rock:
“Why have you forgotten me?
oWhy do I go mourning
because of the oppression of the enemy?”
10 As with a deadly wound in my bones,
my adversaries taunt me,
pwhile they say to me all the day long,
“Where is your God?”
11 qWhy are you cast down, O my soul,
and why are you in turmoil within me?
Hope in God; for I shall again praise him,
my salvation and my God.