Why Are You Cast Down, O My Soul?

42 To the choirmaster. A Maskil1 of sthe Sons of Korah.

1  tAs a deer pants for flowing streams,

so pants my soul for you, O God.

2  uMy soul thirsts for God,

for vthe living God.

When shall I come and wappear before God?2

3  xMy tears have been my food

day and night,

ywhile they say to me all the day long,

“Where is your God?”

4  These things I remember,

as I zpour out my soul:

ahow I would go bwith the throng

and lead them in procession to the house of God

with glad shouts and songs of praise,

ca multitude keeping festival.

5  dWhy are you cast down, O my soul,

and why are you ein turmoil within me?

fHope in God; for I shall again praise him,

my salvation3 6 and my God.

My soul is cast down within me;

therefore I gremember you

hfrom the land of Jordan and of iHermon,

from Mount Mizar.

7  Deep calls to deep

at the roar of your waterfalls;

jall your breakers and your kwaves

have gone over me.

8  By day the Lord lcommands his steadfast love,

and at mnight his song is with me,

a prayer to the God of my life.

9  I say to God, nmy rock:

“Why have you forgotten me?

oWhy do I go mourning

because of the oppression of the enemy?”

10  As with a deadly wound in my bones,

my adversaries taunt me,

pwhile they say to me all the day long,

“Where is your God?”

11  qWhy are you cast down, O my soul,

and why are you in turmoil within me?

Hope in God; for I shall again praise him,

my salvation and my God.