1  ^tAs a deer pants for flowing streams,

so pants my soul for you, O God.

2  ^uMy soul thirsts for God,

for ^vthe living God.

When shall I come and ^wappear before God?²

6  ^lI stretch out my hands to you;

^mmy soul thirsts for you like ⁿa parched land. Selah

7  ^oAnswer me quickly, O Lord!

^pMy spirit fails!

^qHide not your face from me,

^rlest I be like those who go down to the pit.