 1 To the Chief Musician. A contemplation. For the sons of Korah. As the hart pants after the water brooks, so my soul pants after you, O God. 2 My soul thirsts for God, for the living God. When shall I come and appear before God? 3 My tears have been my food day and night, while they say to me all the day, Where is your God? 4 When I remember these things, I pour out my soul on me. For I had gone with the multitude; I went with them to the house of God with the voice of joy and praise, a multitude keeping the feast. 5 Why are you cast down, O my soul, and moan within me? Hope in God. For I shall praise Him for the salvation of His face. 6 O my God, my soul is cast down within me. Therefore I will remember you from the land of Jordan, and of the Hermons, from mount Mizar. 7 Deep calls to deep at the noise of your waterfalls. All your waves and your billows have gone over me. 8 The Lord will command His lovingkindness in the daytime, and in the night His song shall be with me, my prayer to the God of my life. 9 I will say to God my rock, Why have you forgotten me? Why do I go mourning because of the cruelty of the enemy? 10 As with a sword in my bones, my enemies shame me. While they say daily to me, Where is your God? 11 Why are you cast down O my soul? Why are you disquieted within me? Hope in God. For I still praise Him who is the health and salvation of my life+ and my God.
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