2 As the deer pants for streams of water, so my soul pants for You, O God.
3 My soul thirsts for God, for the living God. When will I come and appear before God?
4 My tears have been my food day and night, while they say to me all day: “Where is your God?”
5 These things I remember as I pour out my soul within me. For I used to go along with the throng, walking with them to the House of God, with a voice of joy and praise, a multitude keeping a festival.
6 Why are you downcast, O my soul? Why are you murmuring within me? Hope in God, for I will yet praise Him, for the salvation of His presence.
7 My God, my soul is downcast within me! Therefore I remember You from the land of Jordan and from the peaks of Hermon, from Mount Mitzar.
8 Deep calls to deep in the roar of Your waterfalls. All Your waves and breakers have swept over me.