"As the deer pants for streams of water,
so my soul pants for you, my God.
My soul thirsts for God, the living God.
Where can I go and meet with God?
My tears have been my food
day and night,
while people say to me all day long,
"Where is your God?"
These things I remember
as I pour out my soul:
how I use to go to the house of God
under the protection of the Mighty One.
with shouts of joy and praise
among the festive throng.
Psalm 42: 1 - 4 ( NIV)
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