I Shall Be Satisfied (Whittle)

Soul of mine

in earth­ly tem­ple

Why not here con­tent ab­ide?

Why art thou for­ev­er plead­ing?

Why art thou not sa­tis­fied?

I shall be sa­tis­fied

I shall be sa­tis­fied

When I awake in His like­ness;

I shall be sa­tis­fied

I shall be sa­tis­fied

When I awake in His like­ness.

Soul of mine

my heart is cling­ing

To the earth’s fair pomp and pride;

Ah

why dost thou thus re­prove me?

Why art thou not sa­tis­fied?

Soul of mine

must I sur­ren­der

See myself as cru­ci­fied;

Turn from all of earth’s am­bi­tion

That thou may’st be sa­tis­fied?

Soul of mine

con­tin­ue plead­ing;

Sin re­buke and fol­ly chide;

I ac­cept the cross of Je­sus

That thou may’st be sa­tis­fied.