1As the deer pants for streams of water,
2My soul thirsts for God, the living God.
3My tears have been my food
4These things come to mind as I pour out my soul:
5Why are you downcast, O my soul?
6O my God, my soul despairs within me.
7Deep calls to deep
8The LORD decrees His loving devotion by day,
9I say to God my Rock,
10Like the crushing of my bones,
11Why are you downcast, O my soul?