As the deer pants for the water, my soul longs for You
As the body dies without water, my soul dies without You
Take me to the place where You satisfy, take me to the river
I’ll do anything, God; there is no price, take me to the river
They may say, “Come on, get over it, everything is okay”
They may say, “Why the hunger?
Why the thirsting? Why the mourning?”
But my soul cries, my soul cries
They may say, "Why the mourning?
Drink be merry, for tomorrow we die
Tomorrow we die"
That’s why I’d rather sit in the house of mourning
Than at the table with fools
My soul cries, my soul cries, my soul cries for You
All my tears You hold in a bottle; You will pour them out like rain
Weeping endures for the night, for the night
But joy comes in the morning, joy comes in the morning
Blessed are the hungry — You said it, I believe it
Blessed are the thirsty — You said it, I believe it
Hunger is my gift, thirst the evidence
That You are drawing me deeper, deeper still
Take me to the place where You satisfy, take me to the river
I’ll do anything, God; there is no price, take me to the river
Deep is calling out to deep is calling out to deep
Yesterday’s depth is feeling really shallow
I’ve gotta go deeper, deeper, deeper still
And all Your waves and all Your billows crash over me
Pulling me deeper still
Deep is calling out to deep is calling out to deep
From glory to glory, from strength to strength
From depth to depth, I've gotta go deeper, deeper still
As the deer pants for the water, my soul longs for You
As the body dies without water, my soul dies without You
