The poet is far from home. He is in the far north of the country—at the fountains of the Jordan and with a view of the impressive peaks of the Hermon. There the sadness takes hold of him again. But he forces himself to think of God. No, he does not want to forget God. He acts like Jonah who, when the breath of life threatened to leave him, cried out to his God (Jonah 2:7). There is (he just said it in the previous verse) a God who sees me and saves me (Psalm 42:5).
7 Mon âme est abattue au-dedans de moi:Aussi c'est à toi que je pense, depuis le pays du Jourdain,Depuis l'Hermon, depuis la montagne de Mitsear.