As the deer longs for streams of water,
so my soul seeks God the Lord to know;
all day long, men ask in scorn to see you
and my tears in deepest anguish flow.

O my soul, why are you discouraged?
God in mercy hears your anxious prayer;
though his waves and breakers have engulfed me,
I will dwell on God's protecting care!

O my God, safe and certain stronghold,
why do you seem often far away?
send your truth and light, and as they guide me
hear my songs of worship night and day!

O my soul, why are you discouraged?
Why should you, so nurtured by his love,
be dismayed and so downcast within me?
I will praise my Saviour God above!

(From Psalms 42, 43)

Words: © Paul Wigmore / Jubilate Hymns
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