As pants the wearied hart for cooling springs,
That sinks exhausted in the summer's chase,
So pants my soul for Thee, great King of kings,
So thirsts to reach Thy sacred dwelling place.
Tune Title: [As pants the wearied hart for cooling springs]First Line: As pants the wearied hart for cooling springsComposer: S. GeeIncipit: 35321 45655 17765Date: 1895
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