1  As the deer longs for the water brooks, ♦︎
   so longs my soul for you, O God.
2  My soul is athirst for God, even for the living God; ♦︎
   when shall I come before the presence of God?
3  My tears have been my bread day and night, ♦︎
   while all day long they say to me, ‘Where is now your God?’
4  Now when I think on these things, I pour out my soul: ♦︎
   how I went with the multitude
      and led the procession to the house of God,
5  With the voice of praise and thanksgiving, ♦︎
   among those who kept holy day.
6  Why are you so full of heaviness, O my soul, ♦︎
   and why are you so disquieted within me?
7  O put your trust in God; ♦︎
   for I will yet give him thanks,
      who is the help of my countenance, and my God.
8  My soul is heavy within me; ♦︎
   therefore I will remember you from the land of Jordan,
      and from Hermon and the hill of Mizar.
9  Deep calls to deep in the thunder of your waterfalls; ♦︎
   all your breakers and waves have gone over me.
10  The Lord will grant his loving-kindness in the daytime; ♦︎
   through the night his song will be with me,
      a prayer to the God of my life.