To the chief Musician, Maschil
, for the sons
of Korah
. As the hart
panteth
after the water
brooks
, so panteth
my soul
after thee, O God
.
My soul thirsteth
for God
, for the living
God
: when shall I come
and appear
before
God
?
My tears have been my meat
day
and night
, while they continually
say
unto me, Where is thy God
?
When I remember these things , I pour out
my soul
in me: for I had gone
with the multitude
, I went
with them to the house
of God
, with the voice
of joy
and praise
, with a multitude
that kept holyday
.
Why art thou cast down, O my soul
? and why art thou disquieted
in me? hope
thou in God
: for I shall yet praise
him for the help
of his countenance
.
O my God, my soul
is cast down
within me: therefore will I remember
thee from the land
of Jordan
, and of the Hermonites
, from the hill
Mizar
.
Deep calleth
unto deep
at the noise
of thy waterspouts
: all thy waves
and thy billows
are gone
over me.
Yet the LORD will command
his lovingkindness
in the daytime
, and in the night
his song
shall be with me, and my prayer
unto the God
of my life
.
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
.