Prove my case, my God,

and defend my cause

against a nation that is unfaithful.

Deliver me from those who are unjust and deceitful!

You are my God, my refuge.

Why have You turned away from me?

Why must I go about in gloom

because my enemy oppresses me?

Send Your light and Your truth

so they may lead me to Your holy mountain

and Your dwelling places.

Then I will come to the altar of God,

to the God of my unending joy,

to praise You with my harp, O God, my God.

Why are You so glum, my soul?

Why do You murmur within me?

Put Your hope in God,

for I will still give God praise,

my salvation and my God.

For the music director: this is a maskil,

(a contemplative song) of Korah’s sons.

Just as the deer longs for running water,

my soul longs for You, O God.

My soul thirsts for the living God.

When will I be able to stand before God?

All day and night,

my tears are my only food,

while all day people say to me,

“Where is Your God?”

I remember these things

while I pour out my heart:

how I walked with the festive crowds

to the House of God,

calling out with shouts of joy and thanksgiving.

I ask my soul why it is so downcast

– why is it so disturbed?

Put your hope in God

– for even now

I will give praise to my Savior and my God.

Because my soul is disheartened

I will remember You from the land of Jordan

and the peaks of Hermon, and also Mount Mizar.

Deep calls to deep

in the roar of Your waterfalls

– all of Your breakers and waves

have swept over me.

The Lord sends out love to the faithful daily

while at night the Lord’s song is with me

– a prayer to the God of my life.

I will say to God, my Rock:

“Why have You forgotten me?

Why must I go about mourning,

oppressed by the enemy?”

My foes taunt me all day long,

saying “Where is Your God?”

It feels like they are crushing my bones.

I ask my soul why it is so downcast

– why is it so disturbed?

Put your hope in God

– for even now

I will give praise to my Savior and my God.