1 For the Leader; Maschil of the sons of Korah.
2 As the hart panteth after the water brooks, so panteth my soul after Thee, O God.
3 My soul thirsteth for God, for the living God: {N}
'When shall I come and appear before God?'
4 My tears have been my food day and night, {N}
while they say unto me all the day: 'Where is thy God?'
5 These things I remember, and pour out my soul within me, {N}
how I passed on with the throng, and led them to the house of God, {N}
with the voice of joy and praise, a multitude keeping holyday.
6 Why art thou cast down, O my soul? and why moanest thou within me? {N}
Hope thou in God; for I shall yet praise Him for the salvation of His countenance.
7 O my God, my soul is cast down within me; {N}
therefore do I remember Thee from the land of Jordan, and the Hermons, from the hill Mizar.
8 Deep calleth unto deep at the voice of Thy cataracts; {N}
all Thy waves and Thy billows are gone over me.
9 By day the LORD will command His lovingkindness, and in the night His song shall be with me, {N}
even a prayer unto the God of my life.
10 I will say unto God my Rock: 'Why hast Thou forgotten me? {N}
Why go I mourning under the oppression of the enemy?'
11 As with a crushing in my bones, mine adversaries taunt me; {N}
while they say unto me all the day: 'Where is thy God?'
12 Why art thou cast down, O my soul? and why moanest thou within me? {N}
Hope thou in God; for I shall yet praise Him, the salvation of my countenance, and my God. {P}