1For the Chief Musician. Maschil of the sons of Korah. As the deer pants after the water brooks, So my soul pants after you, O God.
2My soul thirsts for God, for the living God: When shall I come and appear before God?
3My tears have been my food day and night, While they continually say to me, Where is your God?
4These things I remember, and pour out my soul within me, How I went with the throng, and led them to the house of God, With the voice of joy and praise, a multitude keeping festival.
5Why are you cast down, O my soul? And why are you disquieted within me? Hope in God; for I shall yet praise him For the help of his countenance.
6O my God, my soul is cast down within me: Therefore I remember you from the land of the Jordan, And the Hermons, from the hill Mizar.
7Deep calls to deep at the noise of your waterfalls: All your waves and your billows have gone over me.
8Yet Yehovah will command his lovingkindness in the daytime; And in the night his song shall be with me, Even a prayer to the God of my life.
9I will say to God my rock, Why have you forgotten me? Why do I go mourning because of the oppression of the enemy?
10As with a sword in my bones, my adversaries reproach me, While they continually say to me, Where is your God?
11Why are you cast down, O my soul? And why are you disquieted within me? Hope in God; for I shall yet praise him, Who is the help of my countenance, and my God.