1 tAs a deer pants for flowing streams,
so pants my soul for you, O God.
2 uMy soul thirsts for God,
for vthe living God.
3 xMy tears have been my food
day and night,
ywhile they say to me all the day long,
“Where is your God?”
as I zpour out my soul:
and lead them in procession to the house of God
with glad shouts and songs of praise,
ca multitude keeping festival.
5 dWhy are you cast down, O my soul,
and why are you ein turmoil within me?
fHope in God; for I shall again praise him,
Revocalization yields and see the face of God