A deer longs for streams of water.
God, I long for you in the same way.
I am thirsty for God.
I am thirsty for the living God.
When can I go and meet with him?
My tears have been my food day and night.
All day long people say to me,
"Where is your God?"
When I remember what has happened,
I tell God all of my troubles.
I remember how I used to walk along with the crowd of worshipers.
I led them to the house of God.
We shouted with joy and gave thanks
as we went to the holy feast.
My spirit, why are you so sad?
Why are you so upset deep down inside me?
Put your hope in God.
Once again I will have reason to praise him.
He is my Savior and my God.