3My tears have been my food both day and night, while men ask me all day long, “Where is your God?”
4These things come to mind as I pour out my soul: how I walked with the multitude, leading the festive procession to the house of God with shouts of joy and praise.
5Why are you downcast, O my soul? Why the unease within me? Put your hope in God, for I will yet praise Him for the salvation of His presence.
6O my God, my soul despairs within me. Therefore I remember You from the land of Jordan and the peaks of Hermon— even from Mount Mizar.
7Deep calls to deep in the roar of Your waterfalls; all Your breakers and waves have rolled over me.