Verse 1
As the Hart with Flying faint
For the cooling Stream doth pant,
So my Soul by Sin pursued
Pants for Thee the Living GOD.

Verse 2
See my Soul, in Pity see,
Thirsting, gasping after Thee;
When shall I with Faith draw near,
Righteous in thy Sight appear!

Verse 3
Tears have been my daily Bread,
Tears have wash’d my sleepless Bed,
While they ever cry aloud
Where is now thy Pardning GOD?

Verse 4
Musing on the Former Days,
Stript of that Extatic Grace,
Pouring out my Soul, I moan,
All my Joys and Comforts gone.

Verse 5
Once I could in GOD rejoice,
Praise Him with a tuneful Voice,
Find Him in his House of Prayer,
First of Those that worship’d there.

Verse 6
Why art Thou, my Soul, opprest,
Why so troubled, and distrest?
Cast away the heavy Load,
Hope Thou against Hope in GOD.

Verse 7
I shall yet record his Praise,
I shall thank Him for his Grace,
On this drooping Soul of mine
When He makes his Face to shine.

Verse 8
Yet again, O GOD, my GOD,
Sinks my Soul beneath its Load,
Burthen’d, and by Sin cast down
Faints thy poor Afflicted One.

Verse 9
Fain I would on Thee rely,
To my GOD for Refuge fly,
Ever wandring to and fro,
Restless as an hunted Roe.

Verse 10
Deep to Deep with Horror calls,
While the roaring Torrent falls,
My Abyss of Misery
Calls for All the Grace in Thee.

Verse 11
But alas thy Threatnings sound,
All thy Waves, and Storms surround,
Over me the Billows roll,
Swallow up my sinking Soul.

Verse 12
Unto GOD, my Rock I say,
Why dost Thou so long delay,
Leave me, on in Grief to go,
Crush’d by the Oppressive Foe?

Verse 13
Pierc’d my Bones as with a Sword
With the dire opprobrious Word,
While they ever cry aloud
Where is now thy Pardning GOD?

Verse 14
Why art Thou, my Soul, opprest,
Why so troubled and distrest?
Cast away the heavy Load,
Hope Thou against Hope in GOD.

Verse 15
I shall yet record his Praise,
See again the Saviour’s Face,
Ascertain’d by Love Divine,
Mine He is, forever mine!