Hear my pray'r, O Lord 
give ear unto my cry.
Thou art my refuge and my hope, 
Thou shalt tread down my enemies.
I will dwell forever in They tents 
and hide me in the shadow of Thy wings.
Lord ! Though art indeed my God, 
yea, I will seek Thee early.
My soul is faint, my body longeth, 
longeth after Thee 
in a barren desert where there is no water.
Now I will bless Thee daily and lift my hands in pray'r and adoration; 
yea, my lips will praise Thee all my life long.