As Pants the Hart

Verse 1

As pants the hart for cooling streams When heated in the chase, So longs my soul, O God, for Thee, And Thy refreshing grace.

Verse 2

For Thee, my God, the living God, My thirsty soul doth pine O when shall I behold Thy face, Thou Majesty divine?

Verse 3

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.

Verse 4

To Father, Son, and Holy Ghost, The God whom we adore, Be glory, as it was, is now, And shall be evermore.