O God, You are my God, I long to seek Your face.

You are my every thought, my soul thirsts for your grace.

Thus I have seen Your glorious pow'r,

And steadfast love in Death's dark hour.

I'll praise You in Your holy place!

 

My soul is satisfied with Your abundant love;

It comforts me at night, as manna from above.

I'll sing for joy midst suffering,

For I'm secure beneath Your wings;

Your faithful hand shall hold me up!

 

My soul shall cling to You; my lips shall bless Your name,

My Rock, forever true, from ages past, the same.

My flesh, it faints to see the Lamb,

Like fountains to a weary land,

And thank the One who took my shame!

 

Though Satan seeks my life, he shall be overcome;

God's Word shall end the fight – The vict'ry is the Son's.

Rejoice, for Christ has trampled death;

Exult with every single breath,

And praise Him for salvation's won!