Group of deer by a running stream - As a deer craves running water, I thirst for you, my God; I thirst for God, the living God, When will I see your face? 1 Send your light and truth. They will escort me to the holy mountain where you make your home. 2 I will approach the altar of God, God, my highest joy, and praise you with the harp, God, my God. 3 Why are you sad, my heart? Why do you grieve? Wait for the Lord. I will yet praise God my saviour.
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