| NET Bible | New Living Translation |
| 1For the music director; a well-written song by the Korahites. As a deer longs for streams of water, so I long for you, O God! | 1As the deer longs for streams of water, so I long for you, O God. |
| 2I thirst for God, for the living God. I say, "When will I be able to go and appear in God's presence?" | 2I thirst for God, the living God. When can I go and stand before him? |
| 3I cannot eat, I weep day and night; all day long they say to me, "Where is your God?" | 3Day and night I have only tears for food, while my enemies continually taunt me, saying, “Where is this God of yours?” |
| 4I will remember and weep! For I was once walking along with the great throng to the temple of God, shouting and giving thanks along with the crowd as we celebrated the holy festival. | 4My heart is breaking as 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 thanks amid the sound of a great celebration! |
| 5Why are you depressed, O my soul? Why are you upset? Wait for God! For I will again give thanks to my God for his saving intervention. | 5Why am I discouraged? Why is my heart so sad? I will put my hope in God! I will praise him again— my Savior and |
| 6I am depressed, so I will pray to you while I am trapped here in the region of the upper Jordan, from Hermon, from Mount Mizar. | 6my 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. |
| 7One deep stream calls out to another at the sound of your waterfalls; all your billows and waves overwhelm me. | 7I hear the tumult of the raging seas as your waves and surging tides sweep over me. |
| 8By day the LORD decrees his loyal love, and by night he gives me a song, a prayer to the living God. | 8But 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. |
| 9I will pray to God, my high ridge: "Why do you ignore me? Why must I walk around mourning because my enemies oppress me?" | 9“O God my rock,” I cry, “why have you forgotten me? Why must I wander around in grief, oppressed by my enemies?” |
| 10My enemies' taunts cut into me to the bone, as they say to me all day long, "Where is your God?" | 10Their taunts break my bones. They scoff, “Where is this God of yours?” |
| 11Why are you depressed, O my soul? Why are you upset? Wait for God! For I will again give thanks to my God for his saving intervention. | 11Why 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! |
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