XLI | The Psalms of David#XLIIa | XLIIb |
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 controul,
"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's 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.
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First Line: | With earnest longings of the mind |
Title: | Desertion and Hope; or, Complaint of Absence from Public Worship |
Meter: | Common Metre |
Language: | English |
Publication Date: | 1780 |
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