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Seventh-day Adventist Publishing Association · Battle Creek, Mich. · May 2, 1878

FromReview and Herald, Vol. 51, No. 18.

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LONGINGS

By Eliza H. Morton

Psalm XLII.
As e'er the hart upon the mount Is thirsting for the sparkling fount, So, O God, on bended knee, “My soul thirsteth after thee.”
By day and night my tears do flow, When shall I see? when shall I know? Yet, O God, on bended knee, “My soul thirsteth after thee.”
The shadows gather thick and fast, The pain seems destined all to last; Still, O God, on bended knee, “My soul thirsteth after thee.”
When trouble comes, with darkness dire, When of the world I seem to tire, Then, O God, on bended knee, “My soul thirsteth after thee.”
My spirit longs for home and rest, I fain would live among the blest; And, O God, on bended knee, “My soul thirsteth after thee.”
The Word doth fill my heart with love, And joy and peace come from above, When, O God, on bended knee, “My soul thirsteth after thee.”
O comfort sweet! O joy divine! Blessed Redeemer! thou art mine; For, O God, on bended knee, “My soul thirsteth after thee.”
ELIZA H. MORTON.