1 For the choir director: A psalm of the descendants of Korah.As the deer longs for streams of water,so I long for you, O God.
2 I thirst for God, the living God.When can I go and stand before him?
3 Day and night I have only tears for food,while my enemies continually taunt me, saying,“Where is this God of yours?”
4 My heart is breakingas I remember how it used to be:I walked among the crowds of worshipers,leading a great procession to the house of God,singing for joy and giving thanksamid the sound of a great celebration!
5 Why am I discouraged?Why is my heart so sad?I will put my hope in God!I will praise him again—my Savior and
6 my God!Now I am deeply discouraged,but I will remember you—even from distant Mount Hermon, the source of the Jordan,from the land of Mount Mizar.
7 I hear the tumult of the raging seasas your waves and surging tides sweep over me.
8 But each day the Lord pours his unfailing love upon me,and through each night I sing his songs,praying to God who gives me life.
9 “O God my rock,” I cry,“Why have you forgotten me?Why must I wander around in grief,oppressed by my enemies?”
10 Their taunts break my bones.They scoff, “Where is this God of yours?”
11 Why am I discouraged?Why is my heart so sad?I will put my hope in God!I will praise him again—my Savior and my God!