Psalms 41:1-8

¹For the end, a Psalm for instruction, for the sons of Korah.

²As the hart earnestly desires the fountains of water, So my soul earnestly longs for thee, O God.

³My soul has thirsted for the living God: When shall I come and appear before God?

⁴My tears have been bread to me day and night, While they daily said to me, Where is thy God?

⁵I remembered these things, and poured out my soul in me, For I will go to the place of thy wondrous tabernacle, even to the house of God, With a voice of exultation and thanksgiving and of the sound of those who keep festival.

⁶Wherefore art thou very sad, O my soul? and wherefore dost thou trouble me? Hope in God; for I will give thanks to him; He is the salvation of my countenance.

⁷O my God, my soul has been troubled within me: Therefore will I remember thee from the land of Jordan, and of the Hermonites, from the little hill.

⁸Deep calls to deep at the voice of thy cataracts: All thy billows and thy waves have gone over me.