2 As the deer longs for fountains of water, so my soul longs for you, O God.
3 My soul has thirsted for the strong living God. When will I draw close and appear before the face of God?
4 My tears have been my bread, day and night. Meanwhile, it is said to me daily: "Where is your God?"
5 These things I have remembered; and my soul within me, I have poured out. For I will cross into the place of the wonderful tabernacle, all the way to the house of God, with a voice of exultation and confession, the sound of feasting.
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