As Pants the Deer

Verse 1

As pants the deer for streams of living water; So longs my soul, O living God, for Thee; I thirst for Thee, for Thee my heart is yearning. When shall I come Thy gracious face to see?

Verse 2

O Lord my God, o'erwhelmed in deep affliction; Far from Thy rest, to Thee I lift my soul; Deep calls to deep and storms of trouble thunder, While o'er my head the waves and billows roll.

Verse 3

Thou wilt command Thy servant's consolation. Thy loving-kindness yet shall cheer my day, And in the night Thy song shall be my comfort; God of my life, to Thee I still will pray.

Verse 4

Why, O my soul, are thou cast down within me, Why are thou troubled and oppressed with grief? Hope thou in God, the God of thy salvation; Hope, and thy God will surely send relief.