Laudes Domini ‎#69

69. Psalm 42

1 As pants the wearied hart for cooling springs,
That sinks exhausted in the summer's chase,
So pants my soul for thee, great King of kings,
So thirsts to reach thy sacred dwelling-place.

2 Why throb, my heart? why sink, my saddening soul?
Why droop to earth, with various woes oppressed?
My years shall yet in blissful circles roll,
And peace be yet an inmate of this breast.

3 Lord, thy sure mercies, ever in my sight,
My heart shall gladden through the tedious day;
And midst the dark and gloomy shades of night,
To thee, my God, I'll tune the grateful lay.

4 Why faint, my soul? why doubt Jehovah's aid?
Thy God the God of mercy still shall prove;
Within his courts thy thanks shall yet be paid--
Unquestioned be his faithfulness and love!

Text Information

• First Line: As pants the wearied hart for cooling springs
• Title: Psalm 42
• Language: English
• Publication Date: 1884
• Notes: Now Public Domain.

Tune Information

• Name: FAROON
• Meter: 10s
• Key: E Major
• Notes: Now Public Domain.