1 [BOOK THE SECOND] [[To the Chief Musician. An Instructive Psalm for the Sons of Korah.]] As, the hart, cometh panting up to the channels of water, So my soul, panteth for thee, O God. 2 My soul thirsteth for God, for a GOD who liveth,–When shall I enter in, and see the face of God? 3 My tears have been my food day and night, While it hath been said unto me all the day, Where is thy God? 4 These things, I keep calling to mind, and pouring out, over me, my own soul, For I used to cross over with a crowd, Lead them in procession up to the house of God, With the voice of shouting and praise,–a throng keeping festival. 5 Why shouldst thou be cast down, O my soul? And [why] shouldst thou moan over me? Wait thou for God, for yet shall I praise him, As the triumph of my presence.

6 My God! over myself, my soul is cast down,–For this cause, will I remember thee from the land of Jordan, And the Hermons, from the hill Mizar. 7 Roaring deep unto roaring deep, is calling, at the voice of thy cataracts, All thy breakers and thy rolling waves, over me, have passed. 8 By day, will Yahweh command his lovingkindness, And, in the night, shall His song be with me, My prayer be to the GOD of my life. 9 I will say onto GOD,–my rock, Wherefore hast thou forgotten me? Wherefore in gloom should I go, because of oppression by the enemy? 10 With a crushing of my bones, have my adversaries reproached me,–While they keep saying unto me all the day, Where is thy God? 11 Why shouldst thou be sat down, O my soul? And why shouldst thou moan over me? Wait thou for God, for yet shall I praise him, As the triumph of my presence and my God.