I thirst for God, the living God;
When shall I go to see the face of God?
My Lord and my Creator,
you bear with me and nourish me - be my helper.
I thirst for you, I hunger for you, I desire you,
I sigh for you, I covet you:
I am like an orphan
deprived of the presence of a very kind father,
who weeping and wailing,
does not cease to cling to the dear face with his whole heart.