| 1 | To the Overseer. -- An Instruction. By sons of Korah. As a hart doth pant for streams of water, So my soul panteth toward Thee, O God. |
| 2 | My soul thirsted for God, for the living God, When do I enter and see the face of God? |
| 3 | My tear hath been to me bread day and night, In their saying unto me all the day, `Where [is] thy God?` |
| 4 | These I remember, and pour out my soul in me, For I pass over into the booth, I go softly with them unto the house of God, With the voice of singing and confession, The multitude keeping feast! |
| 5 | What! bowest thou thyself, O my soul? Yea, art thou troubled within me? Wait for God, for still I confess Him: The salvation of my countenance -- My God! |
| 6 | In me doth my soul bow itself, Therefore I remember Thee from the land of Jordan, And of the Hermons, from the hill Mizar. |
| 7 | Deep unto deep is calling At the noise of Thy water-spouts, All Thy breakers and Thy billows passed over me. |
| 8 | By day Jehovah commandeth His kindness, And by night a song [is] with me, A prayer to the God of my life. |
| 9 | I say to God my rock, `Why hast Thou forgotten me? Why go I mourning in the oppression of an enemy? |
| 10 | With a sword in my bones Have mine adversaries reproached me, In their saying unto me all the day, `Where [is] thy God?` |
| 11 | What! bowest thou thyself, O my soul? And what! art thou troubled within me? Wait for God, for still I confess Him, The salvation of my countenance, and my God! |
