Verse 1
As the hart longs for flowing streams
So longs my soul for Thee O God
My soul does thirst for the living God
When shall I come to see Thy face
Verse 2
My tears have fed me day and night
While men have said where is your God
But I recall as my soul pours dry
The days of praise within Thy house
Verse 3
Why do I mourn and toil within
When it is mine to hope in God
I shall again sing praise to Him
He is my help He is my God
