Like The Deer That Yearns For Running Streams,
So My Soul Is Yearning For You, My God.

My Soul Is Thirsting For God, The God Of My Life;
When Can I Enter And See The Face Of God?

O Send Forth Your Light And Your Truth; Let These Be My Guide.
Let Them Bring Me To Your Holy Mountain To The Place Where You Dwell.

And I Will Come To The Altar Of God, The God Of My Joy.
My Redeemer, I Will Thank You On The Harp, O God, My God.

Why Are You Cast Down, My Soul, Why Groan Within Me?
Hope In God; I Will Praise Him Still, My Savior And My God.