Spiritual Thirst

Verse 1

As thirsts the hart for cooling flood, So longs my soul, O living God, To taste Thy grace; When unto thee shall I draw near, O when within Thy courts appear, And see Thy face?

Verse 2

How oft I lead the happy throngs That sought the house of God with songs Of joy and praise; I ever joined with true delight The multitude that kept aright The holy days.

Verse 3

O why, my soul, thy hopelessness? Why such disquiet and distress? On God rely; For I shall yet behold His face, Who is my God, and I His grace Will magnify.