1. Unto the end, understanding for the sons of Core.
2. As the hart panteth after the fountains of water; so my soul panteth after thee, O God.
3. My soul hath thirsted after the strong living God; when shall I come and appear before the face of God?
4. My tears have been any bread day and night, whilst it is said to me daily: Where is thy God?
5. 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.
6. 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,