1 As after the water-brooks panteth
The hart, when it sinks in the chase,
So thirsteth my soul as it fainteth
For Thee, O my God, and Thy grace;
For Thou art the fount everliving
who unto the thirsty art giving
The water of life that I need.
2 By day and by night in her anguish
My soul is lamenting in woe;
O Lord, in my grief I must languish,
No counsel, no help do I know;
When shall I Thy mercy awaken?
When shall I, the poor and forsaken,
Before Thee appear, O my God?
3 Great fears now my courage are rending,
For near the abyss I am brought,
My way on the brink I am wending,
My journey with peril is fraught;
I faint, I see terrors appalling,
And into the deep I am falling--
O harken, O Lord, to my cries!
4 Lord, Thou art my rock of salvation,
My house I have built upon Thee;
O if Thou shouldst fail as foundation,
My ruin it surely would be;
Lord, deep unto deep now is calling,
Thy waves and Thy billows appalling
Arise to go over my soul.
5 When others sing anthems of gladness,
And offer thanksgiving and praise,
I sit in the gloom of my sadness
And hear not the anthems they raise;
My song is the voice of my sighing,
The festal days pass in my crying--
I languish in grief and in woe.
6 Why art thou disquiet within me?
Why art thou cast down, O my soul?
Confide in they God, let Him win thee!
Still hope in thy God,Him extol!
For surely once dawneth a morrow,
When, freed from thy care and thy sorrow,
Thou praises shalt sing to thy God.
7 His light and His truth, they shall lead me
In peace to His temple at last;
I rest on His Word, He will speed me,
And conflict and sorrow are past;
Yea, joyful I anthems will raise Him.
With heart and with voice will I praise Him--
My health and my life and my God.
Source: Evangelical Lutheran Hymnary #462