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KING JAMES VERSION (KJV)


1  (To the chief Musician, Maschil, for the sons of Korah.) As the hart panteth after the water brooks, so panteth my soul after thee, O God.

2  My soul thirsteth for God, for the living God: when shall I come and appear before God?

3  My tears have been my meat day and night, while they continually say unto me, Where is thy God?

4  When I remember these things, I pour out my soul in me: for I had gone with the multitude, I went with them to the house of God, with the voice of joy and praise, with a multitude that kept holyday.

5  Why art thou cast down, O my soul? and why art thou disquieted in me? hope thou in God: for I shall yet praise him for the help of his countenance.

6  O my God, my soul is cast down within me: therefore will I remember thee from the land of Jordan, and of the Hermonites, from the hill Mizar.

7  Deep calleth unto deep at the noise of thy waterspouts: all thy waves and thy billows are gone over me.

8  Yet the LORD will command his lovingkindness in the daytime, and in the night his song shall be with me, and my prayer unto the God of my life.

9  I will say unto God my rock, Why hast thou forgotten me? why go I mourning because of the oppression of the enemy?

10  As with a sword in my bones, mine enemies reproach me; while they say daily unto me, Where is thy God?

11  Why art thou cast down, O my soul? and why art thou disquieted within me? hope thou in God: for I shall yet praise him, who is the health of my countenance, and my God.

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1  To the chiefe Musician, Maschil, for the sonnes of Korah. As the Hart panteth after the water brookes, so panteth my soule after thee, O God.

2  My soule thirsteth for God, for the liuing God: when shall I come and appeare before God?

3  My teares haue bene my meate day and night; while they continually say vnto me, Where is thy God?

4  When I remember these things, I powre out my soule in mee; for I had gone with the multitude, I went with them to the house of God; with the voyce of ioy and praise, with a multitude that kept holy day.

5  Why art thou cast downe, O my soule, and why art thou disquieted in me? hope thou in God, for I shall yet praise him for the helpe of his countenance.

6  O my God, my soule is cast downe within me: therefore will I remember thee from the land of Iordane, and of the Hermonites, from the hill Missar.

7  Deepe calleth vnto deepe at the noyse of thy water-spouts: all thy waues, and thy billowes are gone ouer me.

8  Yet the Lord will command his louing kindnes in the day time, and in the night his song shalbe with me, and my prayer vnto the God of my life.

9  I will say vnto God, My rocke, why hast thou forgotten me? why goe I mourning, because of the oppression of the enemy?

10  As with a sword in my bones, mine enemies reproch mee: while they say dayly vnto me, Where is thy God?

11  Why art thou cast downe, O my soule? and why art thou disquieted within me? hope thou in God, for I shall yet praise him, who is the health of my countenance, and my God.