From the Ixiii. Psalm.
f~\ GOD, m' gracious God, to thee
^"■^^ My morning prayers shall offer'd be.
For thee my thirsty soul doth pant;
My fainting flesh implores thy grace.
As in a dry and barren place,
Where I refreshing waters want.
2 O to my longing eyes once more
That view of glorious power restore.
Which thy majestic house displays:
Because to me thy wondrous love
Than life itself does dearer prove,
My lips shall always speak thy praise.
3 My life, while I that life enjoy,
In blessing God I will employ,
With lifted hands adore his name:
As with its choicest food supplied.
My soul shall be full satisfied,
While I with joy his praise proclaim.
4 When down I lie, sweet sleep to find,
Thou, Lord, art present to my mind,
And when I wake in dead of night,
Because thou still dost succour bring,
Beneath the shadow of thy wing
I rest with safety and delight.
Source: Hymnal: according to the use of the Protestant Episcopal Church in the United States of America (Rev. ed.) #320