1My soul’s out here thirsting for you, God, like a deer chasing after water. Vibes.

2I'm seriously craving God, the real one: when can I roll up and see Him?

3My tears are my snack day and night, while everyone keeps asking, "Where’s your God at?"

4When I think about all this, I spill my soul out; I used to vibe with the crowd, going to God’s house, all joy and praise, lit times.

5Why you feeling low, soul? Why you stressing? Just hope in God: I’m gonna praise Him for his good vibes.

6Yo, my soul’s feeling heavy, so I’m gonna remember you, God, from the Jordan and Hermonites, up on Mizar hill.

7Deep calls to deep with the sound of your waves: all your vibes and billows are crashing over me.

8But the Lord’s got my back with love in the daytime, and at night, His song’s with me, plus my prayers to the God of my life.

9I’m gonna hit up God, my rock, and ask, "Why you ghosting me? Why am I sad ‘cause of my enemies?"

10It feels like my enemies are stabbing me in the bones; they keep asking me daily, "Where’s your God?"

11Why you feeling low, soul? Why you stressing inside? Just hope in God: I’m gonna praise Him, He’s my glow-up and my God.

1As the hart panteth after the water brooks, so panteth my soul after thee, O God.

2My soul thirsteth for God, for the living God: when shall I come and appear before God?

3My tears have been my meat day and night, while they continually say unto me, Where is thy God?

4When I remember these things, I pour out my soul in me: for I had gone with the multitude, I went with them to the house of God, with the voice of joy and praise, with a multitude that kept holyday.

5Why art thou cast down, O my soul? and why art thou disquieted in me? hope thou in God: for I shall yet praise him for the help of his countenance.

6O my God, my soul is cast down within me: therefore will I remember thee from the land of Jordan, and of the Hermonites, from the hill Mizar.

7Deep calleth unto deep at the noise of thy waterspouts: all thy waves and thy billows are gone over me.

8Yet the Lord will command his lovingkindness in the daytime, and in the night his song shall be with me, and my prayer unto the God of my life.

9I will say unto God my rock, Why hast thou forgotten me? why go I mourning because of the oppression of the enemy?

10As with a sword in my bones, mine enemies reproach me; while they say daily unto me, Where is thy God?

11Why art thou cast down, O my soul? and why art thou disquieted within me? hope thou in God: for I shall yet praise him, who is the health of my countenance, and my God.