| New King James Version | New Living Translation |
| 1To the Chief Musician. A Contemplation of the sons of Korah. As the deer pants for the water brooks, So pants my soul for You, O God. | 1As the deer longs for streams of water, so I long for you, O God. |
| 2My soul thirsts for God, for the living God. When shall I come and appear before God? | 2I thirst for God, the living God. When can I go and stand before him? |
| 3My tears have been my food day and night, While they continually say to me, “Where is your God?” | 3Day and night I have only tears for food, while my enemies continually taunt me, saying, “Where is this God of yours?” |
| 4When I remember these things, I pour out my soul within me. For I used to go with the multitude; I went with them to the house of God, With the voice of joy and praise, With a multitude that kept a pilgrim feast. | 4My heart is breaking as I remember how it used to be: I walked among the crowds of worshipers, leading a great procession to the house of God, singing for joy and giving thanks amid the sound of a great celebration! |
| 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. | 5Why am I discouraged? Why is my heart so sad? I will put my hope in God! I will praise him again— my Savior and |
| 6O my God, my soul is cast down within me; Therefore I will remember You from the land of the Jordan, And from the heights of Hermon, From the Hill Mizar. | 6my God! Now I am deeply discouraged, but I will remember you— even from distant Mount Hermon, the source of the Jordan, from the land of Mount Mizar. |
| 7Deep calls unto deep at the noise of Your waterfalls; All Your waves and billows have gone over me. | 7I hear the tumult of the raging seas as your waves and surging tides sweep over me. |
| 8The LORD will command His lovingkindness in the daytime, And in the night His song shall be with me— A prayer to the God of my life. | 8But each day the LORD pours his unfailing love upon me, and through each night I sing his songs, praying to God who gives me 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?” | 9“O God my rock,” I cry, “why have you forgotten me? Why must I wander around in grief, oppressed by my enemies?” |
| 10As with a breaking of my bones, My enemies reproach me, While they say to me all day long, “Where is your God?” | 10Their taunts break my bones. They scoff, “Where is this God of yours?” |
| 11Why are you cast down, O my soul? And why are you disquieted within me? Hope in God; For I shall yet praise Him, The help of my countenance and my God. | 11Why am I discouraged? Why is my heart so sad? I will put my hope in God! I will praise him again— my Savior and my God! |
| The Holy Bible, New King James Version, Copyright © 1982 Thomas Nelson. All rights reserved. | Holy Bible, New Living Translation, copyright © 1996, 2004, 2015 by Tyndale House Foundation. Used by permission of Tyndale House Publishers, Inc., Carol Stream, Illinois 60188. All rights reserved. |
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