1 O God thou art my God, I will
Betime for thee inquire;
My soul doth thirst for thee, thee still
My flesh doth much desire.
I'th' land whereas no waters be,
That thirsty is and dry:
2 As in thine house I saw to see
Thy strength and majesty.
3 Because thy loving kindness more
In goodness doth excel,
Than life it self; my lips therefore
Thy praises forth shall tell.
4 Thus I'll thee bless continually
Whilst that alive I am:
And I these hands of mine on high
Will lift up in thy name.
5 So as with marrow and with fat
My soul shall filled be;
With joyful lips my mouth also
Shall render praise to thee.
6 When thee I to remembrance call
As on my bed I lie;
In watches of the night withal
When on thee muse do I.
7 Because thou art my help I will
Rejoice in thy wing's shade.
8 My soul cleaves close unto thee still;
Thy right hand hath me staid.
9 But they that seek my soul to waste,
Down under earth shall go.
10 Slain by the sword, they shall be cast
A portion foxes to.
11 Yet shall the king in God rejoice,
All they that by him swear
Shall likewise glory; but their mouth
Be stop'd that lies declare.
|First Line:||O God thou art my God, I will|
|Title:||A Psalm of David, when he was in the Wilderness of Judah|