1 So my soulb Lit longs forpants for You, O God. | |
2 As the deera Lit longs forpants for the water brooks, | |
2 My soul thirsts for God, for the living God; When shall I come andc Some mss read see the face of Godappear before God? | |
3 My tears have been my food day and night, While they say to me all day long, “Where is your God?” | |
4 These things I remember and I pour out my soul within me. For I used to go along with the throng andd Or move slowly with themlead them in procession to the house of God, With the voice of joy and thanksgiving, a multitude keeping festival. | |
5 Why are youe Or sunk downin despair, O my soul? And why have you become disturbed within me? f Or Wait forHope in God, for I shallg Or stillagain praiseh Some ancient versions read Him, the help of my countenance and my GodHim For thei Or saving acts ofhelp of His presence. | |
6 O my God, my soul isj Or sunk downin despair within me; Therefore I remember You from the land of the Jordan And thek Lit Hermonspeaks of Hermon, from Mount Mizar. | |
7 Deep calls to deep at the sound of Your waterfalls; All Your breakers and Your waves have rolled over me. | |
8 The LORD will command His lovingkindness in the daytime; And His song will be with me in the night, A prayer to the God of my life. | |
9 I will say to God my rock, “Why have You forgotten me? Why do I go mourningl Or while the enemy oppressesbecause of the oppression of the enemy?” | |
10 As a shattering of my bones, my adversaries revile me, While they say to me all day long, “Where is your God?” | |
11 Why are youm Or sunk downin despair, O my soul? And why have you become disturbed within me? n Or Wait forHope in God, for I shall yet praise Him, Theo Or saving acts ofhelp of my countenance and my God. | |