My soul with patience waits
For thee, the living Lord:
My hopes are on thy promise built,
Thy never-failing word.
My longing eyes look out
For thy enlivening ray,
More duly than the morning watch
To spy the dawning day.
Let Israel trust in God;
No bounds his mercy knows;
The plenteous source and spring from whence
Eternal succour flows;
Whose friendly streams to us
Supplies in want convey;
A healing spring, a spring to cleanse
And wash our guilt away.
To God, the Father, Son,
And Spirit, ever blest,
The One in Three, the Three in One,
Be endless praise addressed.
Amen.
| Text information | |
|---|---|
| First Line: | My soul with patience waits |
| Title: | My soul with patience waits |
| Meter: | 6.6.8.6 |
| Scripture: | Psalm 130 |
| Source: | Tate and Brady, 1698 |
| Language: | English |
| Notes: | Alt. Tune SWABIA by Johann M. Spiess, 1745 |
| Tune information | |
|---|---|
| Tune name: | FESTAL SONG |
| Composer: | William H. Walter (1894) |
| Meter: | 6.6.8.6 |
| Incipit: | 51535 65671 76523 |