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Author Topic: PSALM 42:2-6  (Read 3981 times)
artsymominnc
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« on: August 30, 2007, 06:03:21 AM »

As the deer longs for streams of water,
so my soul longs for you, O God.
My being thirsts for God, the living God.
When can I go and see the face of God?
My tears have been my food day and night,
as they ask daily, "Where is your God?
Those times I recall
as I pour out my soul,
When I was in procession with the crowd,
I went with them to the house of God,
Amid loud cries of thanksgiving,
with the multitude keeping festival.
Why are you dowcast, my soul;
why do you groan within me?
Wait for God, whom I shall praise again,
my savior and my God.
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