|42 (2)||Psalm 42 Version 2||CM|
|AS pants the deer for streams of life,
So thirsts my soul for Thee,
O Lord, to feel, and taste, and know,
Thy presence near to me.
|2||Though trials should night and day endure,
And press me to despair,
And scornful, unbelieving minds
Surround me everywhere . . .
|3||Before my God will I recall
The joy of blessings past,
And ask my soulĎWhy such despair?
My Saviourís love must last!í
|4||Iíll call to mind His mighty deeds,
Those times of answered prayer,
When lost in failure and defeat
My Saviour met me there.
|5||As surging waves, desponding thoughts
Still break across my way,
Yet Jesus will command His love
And keep me day by day.
|6||O why, my soul, let dark despair
Make Satanís lies seem real?
Trust all your God has done and said,
And all His kindness feel!
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