Psalms 42:9-11

Psalms 42:9-11. I will say unto God my rock, Why hast thou forgotten me? why go I mourning because of the oppression of the enemy? As with a sword in my bones, mine enemies reproach me; while they say daily unto me, Where is thy God? Why art thou cast down, O my soul? and why art thou disquieted within me? hope thou in God: for I shall yet praise him, who is the health of my countenance, and my God.

Or, as the old psalm puts it: - "Yea, mine own God is he." A sweet collocation of words, indeed! "Yea, mine own God is he." He seems to revel in God; - to find intense delight in God. God is everything to him.