Like a deer longs for streams, so my soul longs for you
God; my soul thirsts for God, for the God who's alive
O when shall I come and appear before God?
My tears are my food both by day and by night
While they say to me all the day, "Where is your God?"
These things I remember and pour out my soul
When I went with the throng I would lead them along
To God's house with glad shouts and a thanksgiving song
A multitude keeping festival!
Why are you cast down, O my soul?
Why are you troubled within me?
Hope in God; for I again shall praise him
My salvation and my God
My soul is cast down in me, so I'll recall
You from Jordan and Hermon's land, from Mizar's Hill
Deep calls to deep at your waterfalls' roar
All your breaking waves crashing up over me pass
The LORD daily commands his love; nightly his song
Is with me, as a prayer to the God of my life
I ask God, my rock: "Why forget me? Oh why do
I grieve in oppression from enemies?"
They break my bones, all day taunt me, "Where's your God?"
Why are you cast down, O my soul?
Why are you troubled within me?
Hope in God; for I again shall praise him
My salvation and my God
O vindicate me, God! Contend for my cause
Against faithless people, and liberate me
From anyone who is unjust or tells lies!
For you are my God and my refuge. O why
Reject me? Why am I oppressed by my foes
I am grieving, Oh send out your light and your truth!
Let them lead me and bring me to your holy hill
To your home, to your altar, to God my great joy!
And on a lyre I'll praise you, God, my God!
Why are you cast down, O my soul?
Why are you troubled within me?
Hope in God; for I again shall praise him
My salvation and my God