1 As the deer pants for the water brooks,So pants my soul for You, O God.
2 My soul thirsts for God, for the living God.When shall I come and appear before God?
3 My tears have been my food day and night,While they continually say to me,“Where is your God?”
4 When I remember these things,I pour out my soul within me.For I used to go with the multitude;I went with them to the house of God,With the voice of joy and praise,With a multitude that kept a pilgrim feast.