L.M. Psalm lxiii. 1 O GOD, my God, my all thou art! Ere shines the dawn of rising day, Thy sovereign light within my heart, Thy all-enlivening power display.
2 For thee my thirsty soul doth pant, While in this desert land I live; And hungry as I am, and faint, Thy love alone can comfort give.
3 In a dry land, behold, I place My whole desire on thee, O Lord; And more I joy to gain thy grace, Than all earth's treasures can afford.
4 More dear than life itself, thy love My heart and tongue shall still employ; And to declare thy praise will prove My peace, my glory, and my joy.
5 In blessing thee with grateful songs My happy life shall glide away; The praise that to thy name belongs Hourly with lifted hands I'll pay.
6 Abundant sweetness, while I sing Thy love, my ravished heart o'erflows; Secure in thee, my God and King, Of glory that no period knows.
7 Thy name, O God, upon my bed Dwells on my lips, and fires my thought; With trembling awe, in midnight shade, I muse on all thy hands have wrought.
8 In all I do I feel thine aid; Therefore thy greatness will I sing, O God, who bidd'st my heart be glad Beneath the shadow of thy wing!
9 My soul draws nigh and cleaves to thee: Then let or earth or hell assail, Thy mighty hand shall set me free; For whom thou sav'st, he ne'er shall fail.
