Dr. Watts's Imitation of the Psalms of David ‎#93b

93b. With earnest longings of the mind

1 With earnest longings of the mind,
My God, to thee I look;
So pants the hunted hart to find
And taste the cooling brook.

2 When shall I see thy courts of grace,
And meet my God again?
So long an absence from thy face
My heart endures with pain.

3 Temptations vex my weary soul,
And tears are my repast;
The foe insults without control,
'And where's your God at last?'

4 'Tis with a mournful pleasure now
I think on ancient days:
Then to thy house did numbers go,
And all our work was praise.

5 But why, my soul, sunk down so far
Beneath this heavy load?
Why do my thoughts indulge despair,
And sin against my God?

6 Hope in the Lord, whose mighty hand
Can all thy woes remove;
For I shall yet before him stand,
And sing restoring love.

Text Information

• First Line: With earnest longings of the mind
• Meter: C. M.
• Language: English
• Publication Date: 1790
• Scripture:
  Psalm 42:1-5
• Notes: Part 1

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