| As the hart panteth after the water brooks, so panteth my soul after thee, O God. | As the deer pants for streams of water, so my soul pants for you, my God. |
| My soul thirsteth for God, for the living God: when shall I come and appear before God? | My soul thirsts for God, for the living God. When can I go and meet with God? |
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| Deep calleth unto deep at the noise of thy waterspouts: all thy waves and thy billows are gone over me. | Deep calls to deep in the roar of your waterfalls; all your waves and breakers have swept over me. |
| Yet the Lord will command his lovingkindness in the day time, and in the night his song shall be with me, and my prayer unto the God of my life. | By day the Lord directs his love, at night his song is with me— a prayer to the God of my life. |
| 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 health of my countenance, and my God. | Why, my soul, are you downcast? Why so disturbed within me? Put your hope in God, for I will yet praise him, my Savior and my God. |
