As the deer pants for the streams of water, so my soul pants for you, O God.
My soul thirsts for God, for the living God. When can I come and appear before God?
My tears have been my food day and night while the people ask me all day long, “Where is your God?”
These things I remember, and pour out my soul within me: for I used to go along with the multitude and led them in a procession to the house of God with the voice of joy and thanksgiving, a crowd keeping the festival.
Why are you in despair, O my soul? Why are you disturbed within me? Hope in God! For I will still praise him for the salvation of his presence.
O my God, my soul is in despair within me. Therefore I remember you from the land of the Jordan, the heights of Hermon, from the mountain of Mizar.
The depths call to the depths at the sound of your waterfalls. All your surf and your waves have swept over me.
Yahweh will command his covenant faithfulness in the daytime. In the night his song will be with me, a prayer to my living God.
I will say to God, my rock, “Why have you forgotten me? Why do I go walking in mourner’s clothing because of the oppression from an enemy?”
As a shattering in my bones, my adversaries reproach me while they say to me all day long, “Where is your God?”
Why are you in despair, O my soul? Why are you disturbed within me? Hope in God! For I will still praise him, he is the salvation of my face, and my God.