American Standard Version of 1901
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For the Chief Musician. Maschil of the sons of Korah.As the hart panteth after the water brooks,So panteth my soul after thee, O God.
My soul thirsteth for God, for the living God:When shall I come and appear before God?
My tears have been my food day and night,While they {Hebrew: all the day.}continually say unto me, Where is thy God?
These things I remember, and pour out my soul {Hebrew: upon.}within me,How I went with the throng, and {Or, went in procession with them}led them to the house of God,With the voice of joy and praise, a multitude keeping holyday.
Why art thou {Hebrew: bowed down.}cast down, O my soul?And why art thou disquieted within me?Hope thou in God; for I shall yet praise himFor the help of his countenance.
O my God, my soul is cast down within me:Therefore do I remember thee from the land of the Jordan,And the Hermons, from {Or, the little mountain}the hill Mizar.
Deep calleth unto deep at the noise of thy waterfalls:All thy waves and thy billows are gone over me.
Yet Jehovah will command his lovingkindness in the day-time;And in the night his song shall be with me,Even a prayer unto the God of my life.
I will say unto God my rock, Why hast thou forgotten me?Why go I mourning {Or, while the enemy oppresseth}because of the oppression of the enemy?
As with {Or, crushing}a sword in my bones, mine adversaries reproach me,While they continually say unto me, Where is thy God?
Why art thou cast down, O my soul?And why art thou disquieted within me?Hope thou in God; for I shall yet praise him,Who is the help of my countenance, and my God.