As a deer longs for flowing streams, so my soul longs for you, O God. | As a deer longs for running streams, so my soul longs for you, O God. |
My soul thirsts for God, for the living God. When shall I come and behold the face of God? | My soul thirsts for God, the living God. When shall I come to behold the face of God? |
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Deep calls to deep at the thunder of your cataracts; all your waves and your billows have gone over me. | The depths of the sea resound in the roar of your waterfalls; all your waves and your breakers sweep over me. |
By day the Lord commands his steadfast love, and at night his song is with me, a prayer to the God of my life. | During the day the Lord grants his kindness, and at night his praise is with me, a prayer to the living God. |
Why are you cast down, O my soul, and why are you disquieted within me? Hope in God; for I shall again praise him, my help and my God. | Why are you so disheartened, O my soul? Why do you sigh within me? Place your hope in God; for I will once again praise him, my Savior and my God. |