As the deer longs for streams of water, so I long for you, O God. | As the deer pants for the water brooks, so my soul pants after you, God. |
I thirst for God, the living God. When can I go and stand before him? | My soul thirsts for God, for the living God. When shall I come and appear before God? |
|
I hear the tumult of the raging seas as your waves and surging tides sweep over me. | Deep calls to deep at the noise of your waterfalls. All your waves and your billows have swept over me. |
But each day the Lord pours his unfailing love upon me, and through each night I sing his songs, praying to God who gives me life. | Yahweh will command his loving kindness in the daytime. In the night his song shall be with me: a prayer to the God of my life. |
Why am I discouraged? Why is my heart so sad? I will put my hope in God! I will praise him again— my Savior and my God! | Why are you in despair, my soul? Why are you disturbed within me? Hope in God! For I shall still praise him, the saving help of my countenance, and my God. |