3My soul hath thirsted after the strong living God; when shall I come and appear before the face of God?
4My tears have been any bread day and night, whilst it is said to me daily: Where is thy God?
5These things I remembered, and poured out my soul in me: for I shall go over into the place of the wonderful tabernacle, even to the house of God: With the voice of joy and praise; the noise of one feasting.
6Why art thou sad, O my soul? and why dost thou trouble me? Hope in God, for I will still give praise to him: the salvation of my countenance,