As the deer pants for the water brooks, so my soul pants after you, God.
The sons of Kohath: Amminadab his son, Korah his son, Assir his son,
I opened my mouth wide and panted, for I longed for your commandments.
We have heard with our ears, God; our fathers have told us what work you did in their days, in the days of old.
My heart overflows with a noble theme. I recite my verses for the king. My tongue is like the pen of a skilful writer.
God is our refuge and strength, a very present help in trouble.
Oh clap your hands, all you nations. Shout to God with the voice of triumph!
Great is the LORD, and greatly to be praised, in the city of our God, in his holy mountain.
Hear this, all you peoples. Listen, all you inhabitants of the world,
LORD, you have been favourable to your land. You have restored the fortunes of Jacob.
His foundation is in the holy mountains.
LORD, the God of my salvation, I have cried day and night before you.
The sons of Korah: Assir, Elkanah, and Abiasaph; these are the families of the Korahites.
Now Korah, the son of Izhar, the son of Kohath, the son of Levi, with Dathan and Abiram, the sons of Eliab, and On, the son of Peleth, sons of Reuben, took some men.
The earth opened its mouth and swallowed them up with their households, all of Korah’s men, and all their goods.
Notwithstanding, the sons of Korah didn’t die.