1. For the leader. A maskil of the Korahites.
2. As the deer longs for streams of water,so my soul longs for you, O God.
3. My soul thirsts for God, the living God.When can I enter and see the face of God?
4. My tears have been my bread day and night,as they ask me every day, “Where is your God?”
5. Those times I recallas I pour out my soul,When I would cross over to the shrine of the Mighty One,to the house of God,Amid loud cries of thanksgiving,with the multitude keeping festival.
6. Why are you downcast, my soul;why do you groan within me?Wait for God, for I shall again praise him,my savior and my God.