1As the hart panteth after the water-brooks, so panteth my soul after thee, O ⁶⁷God.

2My soul thirsteth for ⁶⁸God, for the living ⁶⁹God: when shall I come and appear before ⁷⁰God?

3My tears have been my bread day and night, while they say unto me all the day, Where is thy ⁷¹God?

4These things I remember and have poured out my soul within me: how I passed along with the multitude, how I went on with them to the house of ⁷²God, with the voice of joy and praise, a festive multitude.

5Why art thou cast down, my soul, and art disquieted in me? hope in ⁷³God; for I shall yet praise him, [for] the health of his countenance.

6My ⁷⁴God, my soul is cast down within me; therefore do I remember thee from the land of the Jordan, and the Hermons, from mount Mizar.

7Deep calleth unto deep at the noise of thy cataracts; all thy breakers and thy billows are gone over me.

8In the day-time will Jehovah command his loving-kindness, and in the night his song shall be with me, a prayer unto the ⁷⁵God of my life.

9I will say unto ⁷⁶God my rock, Why hast thou forgotten me? why go I mourning because of the oppression of the enemy?

10As with a crushing in my bones mine adversaries reproach me, while they say unto me all the day, Where is thy ⁷⁷God?

11Why art thou cast down, my soul? and why art thou disquieted within me? hope in ⁷⁸God; for I shall yet praise him, [who is] the health of my countenance, and my ⁷⁹God.