[ Featuring Scottish Festival Singers ]
God, Thee, my God, I'll early seek
My soul's athirst for Thee
On dry land, weary, waterless
My flesh has longed for Thee
Thus have I looked for Thee before
Within Thy holy place
That there I might behold Thy strength
And glory of Thy face
Because Thy grace is more than life
My lips Thee praise shall give
I in Thy name will lift my hands
And bless Thee while I live
My soul with rich, abundant food
Shall be well satisfied
With shouts of joy upon my lips
My mouth shall praise provide
And when I turn my thought to Thee
Upon my bed at night
As watches pass I meditate
On Thee with great delight
Thou art my help; I sing for joy
In shadow of Thy wings
For Thy right hand has held me fast
To Thee my spirit clings
