Psalms

¹ For the choir director. A Maskil of the sons of Korah. As the deer pants for the water brooks, So my soul pants for You, O God.

² When shall I come and appear before God?

³ While they say to me all day long, “Where is your God?”

⁴ For I used to go along with the throng and lead them in procession to the house of God, With the sound of a shout of joy and thanksgiving, a multitude keeping festival.

⁵ And why are you disturbed within me? Wait for God, for I shall still praise Him, For the salvation of His presence.

⁶ Therefore I remember You from the land of the Jordan And the peaks of Hermon, from Mount Mizar.

⁷ All Your breakers and Your waves have rolled over me.

⁸ And by night, His song will be with me, A prayer to the God of my life.

⁹ Why do I go mourning because of the oppression of the enemy?”

¹⁰ While they say to me all day long, “Where is your God?”

¹¹ And why are you disturbed within me? Wait for God, for I shall still praise Him, The salvation of my presence and my God.