1Like the desire of the roe for the water-streams, so is my soul's desire for you, O God.
2My soul is dry for need of God, the living God; when may I come and see the face of God?
3My tears have been my food day and night, while they keep saying to me, Where is your God?
4Let my soul be overflowing with grief when these things come back to my mind, how I went in company to the house of God, with the voice of joy and praise, with the song of those who were keeping the feast.
5Why are you crushed down, O my soul? and why are you troubled in me? put your hope in God; for I will again give him praise who is my help and my God.
6My soul is crushed down in me, so I will keep you in mind; from the land of Jordan and of the Hermons, from the hill Mizar.
7Deep is sounding to deep at the noise of your waterfalls; all your waves have gone rolling over me.
8But the Lord will send his mercy in the daytime, and in the night his song will be with me, a prayer to the God of my life.
9I will say to God my Rock, Why have you let me go from your memory? why do I go in sorrow because of the attacks of my haters?
10The cruel words of my haters are like a crushing of my bones; when they say to me every day, Where is your God?
11Why are you crushed down, O my soul? and why are you troubled in me? put your hope in God; for I will again give him praise who is my help and my God.