Tune: Hursley
('Sun of my soul, thou Saviour dear')
Psalm 63 v.1-8
**********
O God, you are my God, early
Will I seek you, I thirsty be
For you in a dry, thirsty land
Provide me water by your hand* (*Spirit)
I desire to see your power
And glory, as I saw each hour
In your temple, for you are kind
And loving to me, that your mind
So my lips will praise you, I will
Bless you while I live, praises still
I will give, and lift up my hands
To worship you, Lord of all lands
My soul shall so be satisfied
With the best you give, not denied
My mouth shall praise you with joyful
Lips, and confess you Lord of all
When I remember you upon
My bed at night, you are the one
I meditate on if I wake
In the night, comfort from you take
Because you have been my help, stay
I too shall praise you in the day
In shadow of your wings rejoice
My soul follows you close, makes choice
-
Author:
orchidee (
Offline) - Published: July 21st, 2026 11:14
- Comment from author about the poem: A hymn-poem in 8.8.8.8.
- Category: Spiritual
- Views: 2

Offline)
To be able to comment and rate this poem, you must be registered. Register here or if you are already registered, login here.