Thou Art My God, O God of Grace

Verse 1

Thou art my God, O God of grace, And earnestly I seek Thy face, My heart cries out for Thee; My spirit thirsts Thy grace to taste, An exile in this desert waste In which no waters be, In which no waters be.

Verse 2

I long as in the times of old Thy power and glory to behold Within Thy holy place; Because Thy tender love I see, More precious far than life to me, My lips shall praise Thy grace, My lips shall praise Thy grace.

Verse 3

Thus will I bless Thee while I live, And with uplifted hands will give Praise to Thy holy Name; When by Thy bounty well supplied, Then shall my soul be satisfied, My mouth shall praise proclaim, My mouth shall praise proclaim.

Verse 4

My lips shall in Thy praise delight When on my bed I rest at night And meditate on Thee; Because Thy hand assistance brings, Beneath the shadow of Thy wings My heart shall joyful be, My heart shall joyful be.