[1] Just like a deer that craves streams of water, my whole being craves you, God. [2] My whole being thirsts for God, for the living God. When will I come and see God’s face? [3] My tears have been my food both day and night, as people constantly questioned me, “Where’s your God now?” [4] But I remember these things as I bare my soul: how I made my way to the mighty one’s abode, to God’s own house, with joyous shouts and thanksgiving songs—a huge crowd celebrating the festival! [5] Why, I ask myself, are you so depressed? Why are you so upset inside? Hope in God! Because I will again give him thanks, my saving presence and my God. [6] My whole being is depressed. That’s why I remember you from the land of Jordan and Hermon, from Mount Mizar. [7] Deep called to deep at the noise of your waterfalls; all your massive waves surged over me. [8] By day the LORD commands his faithful love; by night his song is with me—a prayer to the God of my life. [9] I will say to God, my solid rock, “Why have you forgotten me? Why do I have to walk around, sad, oppressed by enemies?” [10] With my bones crushed, my foes make fun of me, constantly questioning me: “Where’s your God now?” [11] Why, I ask myself, are you so depressed? Why are you so upset inside? Hope in God! Because I will again give him thanks, my saving presence and my God.
