1 Like a deer drinking from a stream, I reach out to you, my God.
2 My soul thirsts for the living God. When can I go to meet with him?
3 Instead of food, I have only tears day and night, as my enemies laugh at me and say, “Where is your God?”
4 My heart breaks as I remember the pleasant times in the past, when I walked with the crowds as I led them up to God’s Temple. I remember the happy songs of praise as they celebrated the festival.