Sonata

Chorus
 As pants the hart for cooling streams, so longs
 my soul for thee O God.

Soprano
 Tears are my daily food, while thus they say:
 where is now thy God?.

Tenor
 Now, when I think thereupon, I pour out my
 heart by myself, for I went with the multitude
 and brought them out into the house of God.

Chorus
 In the voice of praise and thanksgiving among
 such as keep holy-day.

Soprano and Tenor. Duet
 Why so full of grief, O my soul? Why so
 disquieted within me?

Tenor and Chorus
 Put thy trust in God, for I will praise him.