1 As the deer pants for the water brooks,so my soul pants after you, 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 ask me, “Where is your God?”
4 These things I remember, and pour out my soul within me,how I used to go with the crowd, and led them to God’s house,with the voice of joy and praise, a multitude keeping a holy day.