My Soul Does For Salvation Long

Verse 1

My soul does for salvation long, Built on Thy truth its hope is strong; Yea, mine eye fails for Thy Word, How long shall comfort be deferr'd.

Verse 2

I heed Thy Word and bear Thy yoke, Though parch'd like wine-skins in the smoke; When will You, LORD my foes repay, Nor to fulfil their doom delay?

Verse 3

The proud for me their pits have made, And thus Thy precepts disobey'd; Help me, pursued by wrongful might; All Thy commandments, Lord, are right.

Verse 4

An end of me they almost made, But from Thy ways I never stray'd; With mercy quicken me, O LORD, So will I hear and keep Thy word.