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0. To the choirmaster. A Maskil of the Sons of Korah.

1. Magistro chori. Maskil. Filiorum Core.

1. As a hart longs for flowing streams, so longs my soul for thee, O God.

2. Quemadmodum desiderat cervus ad fontes aquarum, ita desiderat anima mea ad te, Deus.

2. My soul thirsts for God, for the living God. When shall I come and behold the face of God?

3. Sitivit anima mea ad Deum, Deum vivum; quando veniam et apparebo ante faciem Dei?

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

4. Fuerunt mihi lacrimae meae panis die ac nocte, dum dicitur mihi cotidie: “Ubi est Deus tuus?”.

4. These things I remember, as I pour out my soul: how I went with the throng, and led them in procession to the house of God, with glad shouts and songs of thanksgiving, a multitude keeping festival.

5. Haec recordatus sum et effudi in me animam meam; quoniam transibam in locum tabernaculi admirabilis usque ad domum Dei in voce exsultationis et confessionis multitudinis festa celebrantis.

5. Why are you cast down, O my soul, and why are you disquieted within me? Hope in God; for I shall again praise him, my help

6. Quare tristis es, anima mea, et quare conturbaris in me? Spera in Deo, quoniam adhuc confitebor illi, salutare vultus mei et Deus meus.

6. and my God. My soul is cast down within me, therefore I remember thee from the land of Jordan and of Hermon, from Mount Mizar.

7. In meipso anima mea contristata est; propterea memor ero tui de terra Iordanis et Hermonim, de monte Misar.

7. Deep calls to deep at the thunder of thy cataracts; all thy waves and thy billows have gone over me.

8. Abyssus abyssum invocat in voce cataractarum tuarum; omnes gurgites tui et fluctus tui super me transierunt.

8. By day the LORD commands his steadfast love; and at night his song is with me, a prayer to the God of my life.

9. In die mandavit Dominus misericordiam suam, et nocte canticum eius apud me est: oratio ad Deum vitae meae.

9. I say to God, my rock: "Why hast thou forgotten me? Why go I mourning because of the oppression of the enemy?"

10. Dicam Deo: “Susceptor meus es. Quare oblitus es mei, et quare contristatus incedo, dum affligit me inimicus?”.

10. As with a deadly wound in my body, my adversaries taunt me, while they say to me continually, "Where is your God?"

11. Dum confringuntur ossa mea, exprobraverunt mihi, qui tribulant me, dum dicunt mihi quotidie: “Ubi est Deus tuus?”. -

11. Why are you cast down, O my soul, and why are you disquieted within me? Hope in God; for I shall again praise him, my help and my God.

12. Quare tristis es, anima mea, et quare conturbaris in me? Spera in Deo, quoniam adhuc confitebor illi, salutare vultus mei et Deus meus.

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