Concordia ‎#115

115. As after the Waterbrooks Panteth

1 As after the waterbrooks panteth
The hart, when it sinks in the chase,
So thirsteth my soul, as it fainteth,
For Thee, O my God, and Thy grace;
For Thou art the fount ever living,
Who unto the thirsty art giving
The water of life that I need.

2 Why art thou disquiet within me?
Why art thou cast down, O my soul?
Confide in thy God, let Him win thee!
Still hope in thy God, Him extol!
For surely once dawneth a morrow,
When, freed from thy care and thy sorrow,
Thou praises shalt sing to thy God.

3 His light and His truth, they shall lead me
In peace to His temple at last;
I rest on His Word, He will speed me,
And conflict and sorrow are past;
Yea, joyful I anthems will raise Him,
With heart and with voice will I praise Him--
My health and my life and my God.

Text Information

• First Line: As after the waterbrooks panteth
• Title: As after the Waterbrooks Panteth
• Author: N. F. S. Grundtvig (1812)
• Translator: C. Doving (1904)
• Language: English
• Publication Date: 1918
• Topic: The Christian Life: Call and Repentance; Aspiration and Hope
• Notes: Public Domain.

Tune Information

• Name: SOM TOISTIGE HJORT
• Composer: Ludv. M. Lindeman, 1812-87
• Key: D Major
• Notes: Public Domain.