my soul earnestly longs for thee, O God. My soul has thirsted for the living God: when shall I come and appear before God? My tears have been bread to me day and night, while they daily said to me, Where is thy God? I remembered these things, and poured out my soul in me, for I will go to the place of thy wondrous tabernacle, even to the house of God, with a voice of exultation and thanksgiving and of the sound of those who keep festival. Wherefore art thou very sad, O my soul? and wherefore