my soul’s desire for you, O God. My soul is dry for need of God, the living God; when may I come and see the face of God? My tears have been my food day and night, while they keep saying to me, Where is your God? Let my soul be overflowing with grief when these things come back to my mind, how I went in company to the house of God, with the voice of joy and praise, with the song of those who were keeping the feast. Why are you crushed down, O my soul? and why are you troubled in me? put your