As the deer pants for the water
So my soul pants for You
All my tears have been my fodder
Day and night my only food
Oh my soul you feel forgotten
Put your hope in Christ alone
As the deer longs for the water
So my soul longs to be home
Come thou fount of living water
Tune my heart to bless Your name
Streams of trouble never ceasing
Call for songs of loudest praise
As the deep cries out for answers
As Your waves crash over me
Let Your goodness, like a fetter
Bind my broken heart to Thee
In the night Your song is with me
Day by day You hold me fast
Oh my soul hope in Jesus
You shall praise your God at last
Deep calls to deep
Waves of unbelief
Breakers crash and bring me
falling to my knees
It goes on and and on
Where is my God
My salvation is in You and You alone
As the hart panteth after the water brooks, So panteth my soul after thee, O God.
My soul thirsteth for God, for the living God: When shall I come and appear before God?
My tears have been my food day and night, While they continually say unto me, Where is thy God?
These things I remember, and pour out my soul within me, How I went with the throng, and led them to the house of God, With the voice of joy and praise, a multitude keeping holyday.
Why art thou cast down, O my soul? And `why' art thou disquieted within me? Hope thou in God; for I shall yet praise him `For' the help of his countenance.
Deep calleth unto deep at the noise of thy waterfalls: All thy waves and thy billows are gone over me.
`Yet' Jehovah will command his lovingkindness in the day-time; And in the night his song shall be with me, `Even' a prayer unto the God of my life.
I will say unto God my rock, Why hast thou forgotten me? Why go I mourning because of the oppression of the enemy?
As with a sword in my bones, mine adversaries reproach me, While they continually say unto me, Where is thy God?
Why art thou cast down, O my soul? And why art thou disquieted within me? Hope thou in God; for I shall yet praise him, `Who is' the help of my countenance, and my God.