1 As a deer longs for a stream of cool water,so I long for you, O God.
2 I thirst for you, the living God;when can I go and worship in your presence?
3 Day and night I cry,and tears are my only food;all the time my enemies ask me,“Where is your God?”
4 My heart breaks when I remember the past,when I went with the crowds to the house of Godand led them as they walked along,a happy crowd, singing and shouting praise to God.
5 Why am I so sad?Why am I so troubled?I will put my hope in God,and once again I will praise him,my saviour and my God.
6-7 Here in exile my heart is breaking,and so I turn my thoughts to him.He has sent waves of sorrow over my soul;chaos roars at me like a flood,like waterfalls thundering down to the Jordanfrom Mount Hermon and Mount Mizar.