¹ To the chief Musician, Maschil, for the sons of Korah. As the hart panteth after the water brooks, so my soul panteth after thee, O God.¹²

1. Maschil...: or, A Psalm giving instruction of the sons, etc
2. panteth: Heb. brayeth

² My soul thirsteth 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 continually say to me, Where is thy God?

⁴ When I remember these things, I pour out my soul in me: for I had gone with the multitude, I went with them to the house of God, with the voice of joy and praise, with a multitude that kept holy day.

⁵ Why art thou cast down, O my soul? and why art thou disquieted in me? hope thou in God: for I shall yet praise him for the help of his countenance.¹²³

1. cast: Heb. bowed
2. praise: or, give thanks
3. for the...: or, his presence is salvation

⁶ O my God, my soul is cast down within me: therefore will I remember thee from the land of Jordan, and of the Hermonites, from the hill Mizar.¹

1. the hill...: or, the little hill

⁷ Deep calleth to deep at the noise of thy waterspouts: all thy waves and thy billows are gone over me.

⁸ Yet the LORD will command his lovingkindness in the day time, and in the night his song shall be with me, and my prayer to the God of my life.

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

¹⁰ As with a sword in my bones, my enemies reproach me; while they say daily to me, Where is thy God?¹

1. sword: or, killing

¹¹ Why 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 health of my countenance, and my God.