As the fainting deer cries out

As the fainting deer cries out
for the streams in time of drought,
so my soul cries out aloud,
thirsting for the living God.
All the day I feed on grief,
darkness brings me no relief,
while the taunts go on and on:
‘Where’s your God now? Where’s he gone?’

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