Words: James Montgomery, 1822. Alt. Davide C. Marney, 1995
Music: Davide C. Marney, 1995
O God, you are my God alone;
Early to thee my soul shall cry;
A pilgrim in a land unknown,
A thirsty land whose springs are dry.
O that it were as it has been!
When, praying in the holy place,
Thy pow'r and glory I have seen,
And marked the footsteps of they grace.
Yet, through this rough and thorny maze,
I follow hard on thee, my God:
Thy hand, unseen upholds my ways,
I safely tred where you have trod.
Thee, in the watches of the night,
When I remember on my bed,
Thy presence makes the darkness light,
Thy guardian wings are round my head.