v.1-5 <br />C. M. <br />Desertion and hope; or, Complaint of absence from public worship. <br /> <br />With earnest longings of the mind, <br />My God, to thee I look; <br />So pants the hunted hart to find <br />And taste the cooling brook. <br /> <br />When shall I see thy courts of grace, <br />And meet my God again? <br />So long an absence from thy face <br />My heart endures with pain. <br /> <br />Temptations vex my weary soul, <br />And tears are my repast; <br />The foe insults without control, <br />"And where's your God at last?" <br /> <br />'Tis with a mournful pleasure now <br />I think on ancient days; <br />Then to thy house did numbers go, <br />And all our work was praise. <br /> <br />But why, my soul, sunk down so far <br />Beneath this heavy load? <br />Why do my thoughts indulge despair, <br />And sin against my God? <br /> <br />Hope in the Lord, whose mighty hand <br />Can all thy woes remove, <br />For I shall yet before him stand, <br />And sing restoring love.<br /><br />Isaac Watts<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/psalm-42-part-1/
