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1 Great GOD, indulge my humble claim,
Thou art my hope, my joy, my rest;
The glories that compose thy name
Stand all engag'd to make me blest.
2 Thou great and good, thou just and wise,
Thou art my Father and my GOD;
And I am thine by sacred ties;
Thy son, thy servant bought with blood.
3 With heart and eyes and lifted hands
For thee I long, to thee I look,
As travellers in thirsty lands
Pant for the cooling water brook.
4 With early feet I love t' appear
Among thy saints, and seek thy face,
Oft have I seen thy glory there,
And felt the power of sovereign grace.
5 Not fruits nor wines that tempt our taste,
No pleasures that to sense belong,
Could make me so divinely blest,
Or raise so high my cheerful song.
6 My life itself without thy love
No taste or pleasure could afford;
'Twould but a tiresome burden prove,
If I were banish'd from the Lord.
7 Amidst the wakeful hours of night,
When busy cares afflict my head,
One thought of thee gives new delight,
And adds refreshment to my bed.
8 I'll lift my hands, I'll raise my voice,
While I have breath to pray or praise;
This work shall make my heart rejoice,
And spend the remnant of my days.
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First Line: | Great God, indulge my humble claim |
Title: | Longing after GOD; or The Love of GOD better than Life |
Meter: | Long Metre |
Language: | English |
Publication Date: | 1785 |
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