1. As the deer pants for the water,
so my soul pants after Thee.
How I thirst for living water.
How much longer will it be?
Tears have been my food both day and night.
Mem-'ries yearn of better days.
All the times of joy, thanksgiving
seem so very far away.
2. Deep calls to still deeper waters:
waves and breakers sweep o'er me.
Am I now to be forgotten?
Left in mortal agony?
Why so downcast, O my troubled soul?
Put your hope in God and prayer.
Ever shall God my direction be.
Ever am I in God's care!
3. Loving kindness through the daytime.
My Lord: my hope in times of strife.
At night, Your song shall e'er be with me:
a prayer unto my God, my life!
© 1995-2005 Stephen J. Pearson