Like A Deer That Yearns For Running Streams,
My Soul Is Thirsting For You,
You, My Living God.
When Can I Be Hold Your Face?

Day And Night I Cry, My Tears Have Come To Be My Food,
I’m Tempted To Believe You Don’t Exist.
Memories Of Happy Days When I Was Filled With Faith,
Break Into My Present Bringing Sadness.

Like A Deer That Yearns For Running Streams,
My Soul Is Thirsting For You,
You, My Living God.
When Can I Be Hold Your Face?

God, Have You Forgotten Me? Can You Feel My Pain?
Why Do Evil And Oppression Thrive?
From The Void Of My Depression Do I Hear Your Voice?
You Will Keep Me Singing Through The Darkness!

Like A Deer That Yearns For Running Streams,
My Soul Is Thirsting For You,
You, My Living God.
When Can I Be Hold Your Face?

Why Am I Disheartened, Why Am I Afraid?
Hope In God, My Soul, And Praise Him Still!
He Alone Is Saviour, He Alone Is Lord;
My Confidence In Him Shall Never Fail!

Like A Deer That Yearns For Running Streams,
My Soul Is Thirsting For You,
You, My Living God.
When Can I Be Hold Your Face?