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1. <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.

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

2. As a deer longs for flowing streams, so my soul longs for you, O God.

3. My tears have been my meat day and night, while they continually say unto me, Where [is] thy God?

3. My soul thirsts for God, for the living God. When shall I go and see the face of God?

4. 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.

4. Day and night my tears have been my food, as people ask me day after day, "Where is your God?"

5. 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.

5. Now as I pour out my soul, I remember all this - how I used to lead the faithful in procession to the house of God, amid shouts of joy and thanksgiving, among the feasting throng.

6. 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.

6. Why are you so downcast, my soul, why so troubled within me? Hope in God, for I will praise him again, my savior and my God.

7. Deep calleth unto deep at the noise of thy waterspouts: all thy waves and thy billows are gone over me.

7. My soul is downcast when I remember from these lands of Jordan and Hermon, "Where are you, small mountain?"

8. [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.

8. Deep calls to deep as your cataracts thunder; your waves and torrents have gone over me.

9. I will say unto God my rock, Why hast thou forgotten me? why go I mourning because of the oppression of the enemy?

9. May the Lord bestow his love by day, by night his song is upon my lips - a prayer to the God of my life.

10. [As] with a sword in my bones, mine enemies reproach me; while they say daily unto me, Where [is] thy God?

10. I say to God, my rock, "Why have you forgotten me? Why do I go about mourning, oppressed by the enemy?"

11. 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.

11. My whole being suffers in mortal agony, as my adversaries continually taunt me, "Where is your God?"

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12. Why are you so downcast, my soul, why so troubled within me? Hope in God, for again I will praise him - my savior and my God.



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