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 Book Two

As the deer longs for the water&#8209;brooks, * so longs my soul for you, O God.

My soul is athirst for God, athirst for the living God; * when shall I come to appear before the presence of God?

My tears have been my food day and night, * while all day long they say to me, “Where now is your God?”

I pour out my soul when I think on these things: * how I went with the multitude and led them into the house of God,

With the voice of praise and thanksgiving, * among those who keep holy&#8209;day.

Why are you so full of heaviness, O my soul? * and why are you so disquieted within me?

Put your trust in God; * for I will yet give thanks to him, who is the help of my countenance, and my God.

My soul is heavy within me; * therefore I will remember you from the land of Jordan, and from the peak of Mizar among the heights of Hermon.

One deep calls to another in the noise of your cataracts; * all your rapids and floods have gone over me.

The grants his loving&#8209;kindness in the daytime; * in the night season his song is with me, a prayer to the God of my life.