Study Desk

As the deer ^(F1)pants for the water brooks, So my soul ^(F1)(C1)pants for You, God.

My soul ^(C1)thirsts for God, for the ^(C2)living God; When shall I come and ^(F1)(C3)appear before God?

My ^(C1)tears have been my food day and night, While they ^(C2)say to me all day long, "Where is your God?"

I remember these things and ^(C1)pour out my soul within me. For I ^(C2)used to go over with the multitude and walk them to the house of God, With a voice of ^(C3)joy and thanksgiving, a multitude celebrating a festival.

^(C1)Why are you ^(F1)(C2)in despair, my soul? And why are you ^(C3)restless within me? ^(C4)Wait for God, for I will ^(F2)again praise ^(F3)Him For the ^(F4)(C5)help of His ^(F5)presence, my God.