| As a deer longs for flowing streams, so my soul longs for you, O God. | As the deer pants for streams of water, so my soul pants for you, my 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, for the living God. When can I go and meet with 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. | Deep calls to deep in the roar of your waterfalls; all your waves and breakers have swept 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. | By day the Lord directs his love, at night his song is with me— a prayer to the God of my life. |
| 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, 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. |
