By A Collection of Hymns

      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.