1<\/sup>Unto the end, understanding for the sons of Core.<\/span> <\/p>\n 2<\/sup>As the hart panteth after the fountains of water; so my soul panteth after thee, O God.<\/span> <\/p>\n 3<\/sup>My soul hath thirsted after the strong living God; when shall I come and appear before the face of God?<\/span> <\/p>\n 4<\/sup>My tears have been any bread day and night, whilst it is said to me daily : Where is thy God?<\/span> <\/p>\n 5<\/sup>These things I remembered, and poured out my soul in me : for I shall go over into the place of the wonderful tabernacle, even to the house of God : With the voice of joy and praise; the noise of one feasting.<\/span> <\/p>\n 6<\/sup>Why art thou sad, O my soul? and why dost thou trouble me? Hope in God, for I will still give praise to him : the salvation of my countenance,<\/span> <\/p>\n 7<\/sup>and my God. My soul is troubled within myself : therefore will I remember thee from the land of Jordan and Hermoniim, from the little hill.<\/span> <\/p>\n 8<\/sup>Deep calleth on deep, at the noise of thy flood-gates. All thy heights and thy billows have passed over me.<\/span> <\/p>\n 9<\/sup>In the daytime the Lord hath commanded his mercy; and a canticle to him in the night. With me is prayer to the God of my life.<\/span> <\/p>\n 10<\/sup>I will say to God : Thou art my support. Why hast thou forgotten me? and why go I mourning, whilst my enemy afflicteth me?<\/span> <\/p>\n 11<\/sup>Whilst my bones are broken, my enemies who trouble me have reproached me; Whilst they say to me day be day : Where is thy God?<\/span> <\/p>\n 12<\/sup>Why art thou cast down, O my soul? and why dost thou disquiet me? Hope thou in God, for I will still give praise to him : the salvation of my countenance, and my God.<\/span> <\/p>\n