1 As the Hart brayeth for the rivers of water, so
panted my soul after thee, O God.
2 My soul thirsteth for God, even for the living
God: when shall I come and appear before the presence
3 Mine tears have been my meat day and night,
while they daily say unto me, Where is thy God?
4 When I remembered these things, I poured
out my very heart, because I had gone with the
multitude, and led them into the house of God
with the voice of singing, and praise, as a multitude
that keepeth a feast.
5 Why art thou cast down, my soul, and unquiet
within me? wait on God: for I will yet give him
thanks for the help of his presence.
6 My God, my soul is cast down within me,
because I remembered thee, from the land of Jordan,
and Hermon, and from the mount Mizar.
7 One deep calleth another deep by the noise
of thy waterspouts: all thy waves and thy floods are
gone over me.
8 The Lord will grant his loving-kindness in
the day, and in the night shall I sing of him, even a
prayer unto the God of my life.
9 I will say unto God, which is my rock, Why
hast thou forgotten me? why go I mourning, when
the enemy oppresseth me?
10 My bones are cut asunder, while mine enemies reproach
me, saying daily unto me, Where is thy God?
11 Why art thou cast down, my soul? and why
art thou disquieted within me? wait on God: for I
will yet give him thanks: he is my present help and