1 A s the hart panteth after the water brooks, So panteth my soul after thee, O God.

As the hart pants and longs for the water brooks, so I pant and long for You, O God.

2 M y soul thirsteth for God, for the living God: When shall I come and appear before God?

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

3 M y tears have been my food day and night, While they continually say unto me, Where is thy God?

My tears have been my food day and night, while men say to me all day long, Where is your God?

4 T hese things I remember, and pour out my soul within me, How I went with the throng, and led them to the house of God, With the voice of joy and praise, a multitude keeping holyday.

These things I remember and pour myself out within me: how I went slowly before the throng and led them in procession to the house of God, with the voice of shouting and praise, a throng keeping festival.

5 W hy art thou cast down, O my soul? And why art thou disquieted within me? Hope thou in God; for I shall yet praise him For the help of his countenance.

Why are you cast down, O my inner self? And why should you moan over me and be disquieted within me? Hope in God and wait expectantly for Him, for I shall yet praise Him, my Help and my God.

6 O my God, my soul is cast down within me: Therefore do I remember thee from the land of the Jordan, And the Hermons, from the hill Mizar.

O my God, my life is cast down upon me; therefore will I remember You from the land of the Jordan and the Hermon, from the little mountain Mizar.

7 D eep calleth unto deep at the noise of thy waterfalls: All thy waves and thy billows are gone over me.

deep calls to deep at the thunder of Your waterspouts; all Your breakers and Your rolling waves have gone over me.

8 Y et Jehovah will command his lovingkindness in the day-time; And in the night his song shall be with me, Even a prayer unto the God of my life.

Yet the Lord will command His loving-kindness in the daytime, and in the night His song shall be with me, a prayer to the God of my life.

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

I will say to God my Rock, Why have You forgotten me? Why go I mourning because of the oppression of the enemy?

10 A s with a sword in my bones, mine adversaries reproach me, While they continually say unto me, Where is thy God?

As with a sword in my bones, my enemies taunt and reproach me, while they say continually to me, Where is your God?

11 W hy 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 help of my countenance, and my God.

Why are you cast down, O my inner self? And why should you moan over me and be disquieted within me? Hope in God and wait expectantly for Him, for I shall yet praise Him, Who is the help of my countenance, and my God.