To the chief Musician, Maschil, for the sons of Korah

1As the hart pants after the water brooks, so pants my soul after You, O God.   deer

2My soul thirsts for God, for the living God: when shall I come and appear before God?

3My tears have been my meat day and night, while they continually say to me, Where is your God?   food

4When 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.   temple

5Why are you cast down, O my soul? and why are you disquieted in me? hope you in God: for I shall yet praise Him for the help of His countenance.   troubled; presence

6O my God, my soul is cast down within me: therefore will I remember You from the land of Jordan, and of the Hermonites, from the hill Mizar.

7Deep calls to deep at the noise of Your waterspouts: all Your waves and Your billows are gone over me.

8Yet the Lord will command His lovingkindness in the daytime, and in the night His song shall be with me, and my prayer to the God of my life.

9I will say to God my rock, Why have You forgotten me? why go I mourning because of the oppression of the enemy?

10As with a sword in my bones, my enemies reproach me; while they say daily to me, Where is your God?

11Why are you cast down, O my soul? and why are you disquieted within me? hope you in God: for I shall yet praise Him, who is the health of my countenance, and my God.