¹As the hart panteth after the water brooks, so panteth my soul after thee, O God.

¹{Načelniku godbe. Pouk sinov Korahovih.} Kakor jelen koprni po potokih vodá, tako duša moja koprni po tebi, o Bog.

²My soul thirsteth for God, for the living God: when shall I come and appear before God?

²Žejna je duša moja Boga, mogočnega, živega Boga: Kdaj pridem in se prikažem pred obličjem Božjim?

³My tears have been my meat day and night, while they continually say unto me, Where is thy God?

³Solze moje so mi za hrano po dnevi in po noči, ko mi rekajo ves dan: Kje je Bog tvoj?

⁴When I remember these things, I pour out my soul in me: for I had gone with the multitude, I went with them to the house of God, with the voice of joy and praise, with a multitude that kept holyday.

⁴Tega se spominjam, ko izlivam v sebi dušo svojo: kako sem šel s krdelom in jih spremljal do hiše Božje, z glasom radostnega petja in hvale, v množici, ki praznuje.

⁵Why art thou cast down, O my soul? and why art thou disquieted in me? hope thou in God: for I shall yet praise him for the help of his countenance.

⁵Kaj si tako žalostna, duša moja, in nepokojna v meni? Čakaj Boga, kajti še ga bom slavil, da je pomoč obličja mojega in moj Bog.

⁶O my God, my soul is cast down within me: therefore will I remember thee from the land of Jordan, and of the Hermonites, from the hill Mizar.

⁶Žalostna je v meni duša moja, zatorej se spominjam tebe iz dežele Jordanske in Hermonske, z gore Micarja.

⁷Deep calleth unto deep at the noise of thy waterspouts: all thy waves and thy billows are gone over me.

⁷Brezno kliče breznu ob šumenju slapov tvojih, vsi valovi in zagoni tvoji so se zgrnili name.

⁸Yet the LORD will command his lovingkindness in the day time, and in the night his song shall be with me, and my prayer unto the God of my life.

⁸Vendar mi pošlje GOSPOD od dnevi milost svojo, in po noči bo z menoj hvalna pesem njemu, molitev k Bogu mogočnemu življenja mojega.

⁹I will say unto God my rock, Why hast thou forgotten me? why go I mourning because of the oppression of the enemy?

⁹Govoril bom Bogu mogočnemu, skali svoji: Zakaj me zabiš? zakaj mi je v žalosti hoditi zaradi zatiranja sovražnikovega?

¹⁰As with a sword in my bones, mine enemies reproach me; while they say daily unto me, Where is thy God?

¹⁰Kakor bi drobili kosti moje, me sramoté zatiralci moji, govoreč mi ves dan: Kje je Bog tvoj?Kaj si tako žalostna, duša moja, in nepokojna v meni? Čakaj Boga, kajti še ga bom slavil, da je pomoč obličja mojega in moj Bog.

¹¹Why art thou cast down, O my soul? and why art thou disquieted within me? hope thou in God: for I shall yet praise him, who is the health of my countenance, and my God.

¹¹Kaj si tako žalostna, duša moja, in nepokojna v meni? Čakaj Boga, kajti še ga bom slavil, da je pomoč obličja mojega in moj Bog.