2(42-3) My soul thirsteth for God, for the living God: 'When shall I come and appear before God?'
3(42-4) My tears have been my food day and night, while they say unto me all the day: 'Where is Thy God?'
4(42-5) These things I remember, and pour out my soul within me, how I passed on with the throng, and led them to the house of God, with the voice of joy and praise, a multitude keeping holyday.
5(42-6) Why art thou cast down, O my soul? and why moanest thou within me? Hope thou in God; for I shall yet praise Him for the salvation of His countenance.
6(42-7) O my God, my soul is cast down within me; therefore do I remember Thee from the land of Jordan, and the Hermons, from the hill Mizar.