so I long, so I long, so I long for you.
A-thirst my soul for you the God who is my life!
When shall I see, when shall I see,
see the face of God?
As the deer longs for running streams,
so I long, so I long, so I long for you.
Echoes meet as deep is calling unto deep,
over my head, all your mighty waters,
sweeping over me.
As the deer longs for running streams,
so I long, so I long, so I long for you.
Continually the foe delights in taunting me:
"Where is God, where is your God?"
Where, O where, are you?
As the deer longs for running streams,
so I long, so I long, so I long for you.
Defend me, God, send forth your light and your truth,
they will lead me to your holy mountain,
to your dwelling place.
As the deer longs for running streams,
so I long, so I long, so I long for you.
Then I shall go unto the altar of my God.
Praising you, O my joy and gladness,
I shall praise your name.
Bob Hurd