| King James Bible | NET Bible |
| 1To 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. | 1For the music director; a well-written song by the Korahites. As a deer longs for streams of water, so I long for you, O God! |
| 2My soul thirsteth for God, for the living God: when shall I come and appear before God? | 2I thirst for God, for the living God. I say, "When will I be able to go and appear in God's presence?" |
| 3My tears have been my meat day and night, while they continually say unto me, Where is thy God? | 3I cannot eat, I weep day and night; all day long they say to me, "Where is your God?" |
| 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. | 4I will remember and weep! For I was once walking along with the great throng to the temple of God, shouting and giving thanks along with the crowd as we celebrated the holy festival. |
| 5Why 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. | 5Why are you depressed, O my soul? Why are you upset? Wait for God! For I will again give thanks to my God for his saving intervention. |
| 6O 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. | 6I am depressed, so I will pray to you while I am trapped here in the region of the upper Jordan, from Hermon, from Mount Mizar. |
| 7Deep calleth unto deep at the noise of thy waterspouts: all thy waves and thy billows are gone over me. | 7One deep stream calls out to another at the sound of your waterfalls; all your billows and waves overwhelm me. |
| 8Yet 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. | 8By day the LORD decrees his loyal love, and by night he gives me a song, a prayer to the living God. |
| 9I will say unto God my rock, Why hast thou forgotten me? why go I mourning because of the oppression of the enemy? | 9I will pray to God, my high ridge: "Why do you ignore me? Why must I walk around mourning because my enemies oppress me?" |
| 10As with a sword in my bones, mine enemies reproach me; while they say daily unto me, Where is thy God? | 10My enemies' taunts cut into me to the bone, as they say to me all day long, "Where is your God?" |
| 11Why 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. | 11Why are you depressed, O my soul? Why are you upset? Wait for God! For I will again give thanks to my God for his saving intervention. |
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