כְּאַיָּ֗ל תַּעֲרֹ֥ג עַל־אֲפִֽיקֵי־מָ֑יִם כֵּ֤ן נַפְשִׁ֨י תַעֲרֹ֖ג אֵלֶ֣יךָ אֱלֹהִֽים׃
As the hart panteth after the water brooks, so panteth my soul after Thee, O God.
Shir HaKavod
I shall make pleasant songs, and weave verses; Because for You my soul longs.