1 As a deer in want of water,
So I long for You, O Lord.,
All my heart and being falter,
Thirsting for Your living word.
When shall I behold Your face?
When shall I receive Your grace?
When shall I Your praises voicing,
Come before You with rejoicing?
2 Bitter tears of lamentation
Are my food my night and day.
In my deep humiliation
""Where is now Your God?"" they say.
When my sorrows weigh on me,
Then I bring to memory
How with throngs I would assemble,
Shouting praises in your temple.
O my soul why are you grieving,
Why disquieted in me?
Put your hope in God, believing
He will still your refuge be.
I again shall praise His grace
For the comfort of His face;
He will show His help and favor,
For He is my God and Savior.
3 From the land beyond the Jordan
In my grief I think of You;
From the foothills of Mount Hermon
I will still remember You.
As the waters plunge and leap,
Stormy troubles o'er me sweep.
Day and night God's soul is with me
As a prayer to Him who loves me.
4 I will say to God, my fortress,
""Why have You forgotten me?
Why must I proceed in sadness
Hounded by the enemy?""
Their rebukes and scoffing words
Pierce my bones like pointed swords,
As they say with proud defiance,
""Where is God, your firm reliance?""
5 Vindicate me, God, my Father,
Come and plead my urgent cause,
For my enemies forever
Threaten me and flout Your laws.
I am safe with You alone
Why do You reject Your own?
Lord, I need Your help and blessing;
Keep me safe from this oppressing.
6 Send Your light and truth to lead me:
Send them forth to be my guide.
To Your mountain let them bring me,
To the place where You reside.
Then, O God, I will come near
And before Your throne appear,
To my Savior praises bringing
With the harp and joyful singing.