1 Lord, Thee my God, I’ll early seek:
My soul doth thirst for Thee;
My flesh longs in a dry parched land,
Wherein no waters be.

2 That I Thy power may behold,
And brightness of Thy face,
My panting heart now yearns to stand
Within Thy holy place.

3 Since better is Thy love than life,
My lips Thee praise shall give.
I in Thy name will lift my hands,
and bless Thee while I live.

4 E'en as with marrow and with fat
My soul shall filled be;
Then shall my mouth with joyful lips
Sing praises unto Thee.