O Lord, My God, Most Earnestly

O Lord

my God

most ear­nest­ly

My heart would seek Thy face

Within Thy ho­ly house once more

To see Thy glo­ri­ous grace.

Apart from Thee I long and thirst

And naught can sa­tis­fy;

I wan­der in a de­sert land

Where all the streams are dry.

The lov­ing-kind­ness of my God

Is more than life to me;

So I will bless Thee while I live

And lift my pray­er to Thee.

In Thee my soul is sa­tis­fied

My dark­ness turns to light;

And joy­ful me­di­ta­tions fill

The watch­es of the night.

My Sav­ior

’neath Thy shel­ter­ing wings

My soul de­lights to dwell;

Still clos­er to Thy side I press

For near Thee all is well.

My soul shall con­quer ev­ery foe

Upholden by Thy hand;

Thy peo­ple shall re­joice in God

Thy saints in glo­ry stand.