Scripture Verse

Early will I seek Thee: my soul thirsteth for Thee, my flesh longeth for Thee in a dry and thirsty land. Psalm 63:1


Isaac Watts

Words: Is­aac Watts, The Psalms of Da­vid 1719. Seek­ing God.

Music: Leigh­ton (Grea­tor­ex) Hen­ry W. Grea­tor­ex, 1849 (🔊 pdf nwc).

Alternate Tune:

If you know where to get a good pic­ture of Greatorex (head-and-shoul­ders, at least 200×300 pix­els), would you ?


Charles H. Spur­geon, in com­ment­ing up­on this old tem­ple song of Da­vid, re­marks:

There is not a place be­neath which the be­liev­er walks that is free from dan­ger. Be­hind ev­ery tree there is…an ar­row barbed, be­hind ev­ery bush is the li­on seek­ing to de­vour, un­der every piece of grass there lies the ad­der.

Yet the Chris­tian wor­ker goes calm­ly on, know­ing that his Lord will di­rect his course; he fol­lows where his Father leads, and He di­rects his steps.

Arrows can­not pierce him, li­ons can­not de­vour him, ad­ders can­not in­jure him, un­less it is the di­vine will, and their bring­ing death to him would only ush­er him in­to the pre­sence of his Lord, to go no more out for ever.

Robinson, p. 25


My God, permit my tongue
This joy, to call Thee mine;
And let my early cries prevail
To taste Thy love divine.

My thirsty, fainting soul
Thy mercy doth implore;
Not travelers in desert lands
Can pant for water more.

Within Thy churches, Lord,
I long to find my place;
Thy power and glory to behold,
And feel Thy quickening grace.

For life without Thy love
No relish can afford;
No joy can be compared to this,
To serve and please the Lord.

To Thee I’ll lift my hands,
And praise Thee while I live;
Not the rich dainties of a feast
Such food or pleasure give.

In wakeful hours at night
I call my God to mind;
I think how wise Thy counsels are,
And all Thy dealings kind.

Since thou hast been my help,
To Thee my spirit flies,
And on Thy watchful providence
My cheerful hope relies.

The shadow of Thy wings
My soul in safety keeps;
I follow where my Father leads,
And He supports my steps.