As pants the hart for cooling streams

As pants the hart for cooling streams

When heated in the chase

So longs my soul

O God

for Thee

And Thy refreshing grace.

Why restless

why cast down

my soul?

Trust God

who will employ

His aid for thee

and change these sighs

To thankful hymns of joy.

For Thee

my God

the living God

My thirsty soul doth pine;

Oh

when shall I behold Thy face

Thou Majesty Divine?

God of my strength

how long shall I

Like one forgotten

mourn

Forlorn

forsaken

and exposed

To my oppressor’s scorn?

Why restless

why cast down

my soul?

Hope still

and thou shalt sing

The praise of Him who is thy God

Thy health’s eternal spring.