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As after the water-brooks panteth
Author: N. F. S. Grundtvig Hymnal: The Lutheran Hymnary #453 (1913) Meter: 9.8.9.8.9.9.8 Lyrics: 1 As after the water-brooks panteth
The hart, when it sinks in the chase,
So thirsteth my soul, as it fainteth,
For Thee, O my God, and thy grace;
For Thou art the fount everliving,
Who unto the thirsty art giving
The water of life that I need.
2 By day and by night in her anguish
My soul is lamenting in woe:
O Lord, in my grief I must languish,
No counsel, no help do I know;
When shall I Thy mercy awaken?
When shall I, the poor and forsaken,
Before Thee appear, O my God?
3 Great fears now my bosom are rending,
For near the abyss I am brought,
My way on the brink I am wending,
My journey with peril is fraught;
I faint, I see terrors appalling,
And into the deep I am falling-
O hearken, O Lord, to my cries!
4 Thou, Thou art my rock of salvation,
My house I have built upon Thee;
O if Thou shouldst fail as foundation,
My ruin it surely would be;
Lord, deep unto deep now is calling,
Thy waves and Thy billows appalling
Arise to go over my soul.
6 When others sing anthems of gladness,
And offer thanksgiving and praise,
I sit in the gloom of my sadness
And hear not the anthems they raise;
My song is the voice of my sighing,
The festal days pass in my crying--
I languish in grief and in woe.
6 Why art thou disquiet within me?
Why art thou cast down, O my soul?
Confide in thy God, let Him win thee!
Still hope in thy God, Him extol!
For surely once dawneth a morrow,
When, freed from thy care and thy sorrow,
Thou praises shalt sing to thy God.
7 His light and His truth, they shall lead me
In peace to His temple at last;
I rest on His word, He will speed me,
And conflict and sorrow are past;
Yea, joyful I anthems will raise Him,
With heart and with voice will I praise Him--
My health and my life and my God. Topics: The Church Year Fourteenth Sunday after Trinity; The Church Year Fourteenth Sunday after Trinity; Cross and Comfort Tune Title: [As after the water brooks panteth]
As after the water-brooks panteth
As after the water brooks panteth
Author: C. Doving; N. F. S. Grundtvig Hymnal: Wartburg Hymnal #236 (1918) Lyrics: 1 As after the water brooks panteth
The heart when it sinks in the chase,
So thirsteth my soul, as it fainteth,
For Thee, O my God, and Thy grace;
For Thou art the Fount everliving,
Who unto the thirsty art giving
The water of life that I need.
2 Thou, Thou art my Rock of salvation,
My house I have built upon Thee;
O if Thou shouldst fail as foundation,
My ruin it surely would be;
Lord, deep unto deep now is calling,
Thy waves and Thy billows appalling
Arise to go over my soul.
3 His light and His truth, they shall lead me
In peace to His temple at last;
I rest on His Word, He will speed me,
And conflict and sorrow are past;
Yea, joyful I anthems will raise Him,
With heart and with voice will I praise Him,
My Health and my Life and my God. Topics: The Word of God
As after the water brooks panteth
As After The Waterbrooks Panteth
Author: N. F. S. Grundtvig Hymnal: Hymnal for Church and Home #180 (1927) Meter: 9.8.9.8.9.9.8 First Line: As after the water brooks panteth Lyrics: 1 As after the waterbrooks panteth
The hart, when it sinks in the chase,
So thirsteth my soul, as it fainteth,
For Thee, O my God, and Thy grace;
For Thou art the fount ever living,
Who unto the thirsty art giving
The water of life that I need.
2 Why art thou disquiet within me?
Why art thou cast down, O my soul?
Confide in thy God, let Him win thee!
Still hope in thy God, Him extol!
For surely once dawneth a morrow,
When, freed from thy care and thy sorrow,
Thou praises shalt sing to thy God.
3 His light and His truth, they shall lead me
In peace to His temple at last;
I rest on His Word, he will speed me,
And conflict and sorrow are past;
Yea, joyful I anthems will raise Him,
With heart and with voice will I praise Him
My health and my life and my God. Topics: Call and Repentance Languages: English Tune Title: [As after the waterbrooks panteth]
As After The Waterbrooks Panteth
As After The Waterbrooks Panteth
Author: N. F. S. Grundtvig Hymnal: Hymnal for Church and Home (2nd ed.) #180 (1928) Meter: 9.8.9.8.9.9.8 First Line: As after the water brooks panteth Lyrics: 1 As after the waterbrooks panteth
The hart, when it sinks in the chase,
So thirsteth my soul, as it fainteth,
For Thee, O my God, and Thy grace;
For Thou art the fount ever living,
Who unto the thirsty art giving
The water of life that I need.
2 Why art thou disquiet within me?
Why art thou cast down, O my soul?
Confide in thy God, let Him win thee!
Still hope in thy God, Him extol!
For surely once dawneth a morrow,
When, freed from thy care and thy sorrow,
Thou praises shalt sing to thy God.
3 His light and His truth, they shall lead me
In peace to His temple at last;
I rest on His Word, he will speed me,
And conflict and sorrow are past;
Yea, joyful I anthems will raise Him,
With heart and with voice will I praise Him--
My health and my life and my God. Topics: Call and Repentance Languages: English
As After The Waterbrooks Panteth
As After the Water-Brooks
Author: N. F. S. Grundtvig, 1783-1872 ; C. Døving, 1867-1937 Hymnal: Evangelical Lutheran Hymnary #462 (1996) Meter: 9.8.9.8.9.9.8 First Line: As after the water-brooks panteth Lyrics: 1 As after the water-brooks panteth
The hart, when it sinks in the chase,
So thirsteth my soul as it fainteth
For Thee, O my God, and Thy grace;
For Thou art the fount everliving
who unto the thirsty art giving
The water of life that I need.
2 By day and by night in her anguish
My soul is lamenting in woe;
O Lord, in my grief I must languish,
No counsel, no help do I know;
When shall I Thy mercy awaken?
When shall I, the poor and forsaken,
Before Thee appear, O my God?
3 Great fears now my courage are rending,
For near the abyss I am brought,
My way on the brink I am wending,
My journey with peril is fraught;
I faint, I see terrors appalling,
And into the deep I am falling--
O harken, O Lord, to my cries!
4 Lord, Thou art my rock of salvation,
My house I have built upon Thee;
O if Thou shouldst fail as foundation,
My ruin it surely would be;
Lord, deep unto deep now is calling,
Thy waves and Thy billows appalling
Arise to go over my soul.
5 When others sing anthems of gladness,
And offer thanksgiving and praise,
I sit in the gloom of my sadness
And hear not the anthems they raise;
My song is the voice of my sighing,
The festal days pass in my crying--
I languish in grief and in woe.
6 Why art thou disquiet within me?
Why art thou cast down, O my soul?
Confide in they God, let Him win thee!
Still hope in thy God,Him extol!
For surely once dawneth a morrow,
When, freed from thy care and thy sorrow,
Thou praises shalt sing to thy God.
7 His light and His truth, they shall lead me
In peace to His temple at last;
I rest on His Word, He will speed me,
And conflict and sorrow are past;
Yea, joyful I anthems will raise Him.
With heart and with voice will I praise Him--
My health and my life and my God. Topics: Trinity 14 Languages: English Tune Title: SOM TØRSTIGE HJORT MONNE SKRIGE
As After the Water-Brooks
As after the water brooks panteth
Author: Nikolai F. S. Grundtvig Hymnal: The Lutheran Hymnary Junior ... of the Norwegian Evangelical Lutheran Synod, the Evangelical Lutheran Synod and the United Norwegian Lutheran Church of America #d22 (1916)
As after the water brooks panteth
As after the water brooks panteth
Author: Nikolai F. S. Grundtvig Hymnal: The Concordia Hymnal #d23 (1933)
As after the water brooks panteth
As after the water brooks panteth
Author: Nikolai F. S. Grundtvig Hymnal: The Concordia Hymnal. Rev. #d23 (1960)
As after the water brooks panteth
As after the Waterbrooks Panteth
Author: N. F. S. Grundtvig; C. Doving Hymnal: Concordia #115 (1918) Lyrics: 1 As after the waterbrooks panteth
The hart, when it sinks in the chase,
So thirsteth my soul, as it fainteth,
For Thee, O my God, and Thy grace;
For Thou art the fount ever living,
Who unto the thirsty art giving
The water of life that I need.
2 Why art thou disquiet within me?
Why art thou cast down, O my soul?
Confide in thy God, let Him win thee!
Still hope in thy God, Him extol!
For surely once dawneth a morrow,
When, freed from thy care and thy sorrow,
Thou praises shalt sing to thy God.
3 His light and His truth, they shall lead me
In peace to His temple at last;
I rest on His Word, He will speed me,
And conflict and sorrow are past;
Yea, joyful I anthems will raise Him,
With heart and with voice will I praise Him--
My health and my life and my God.
Topics: The Christian Life Call and Repentance; Aspiration and Hope Languages: English Tune Title: SOM TOISTIGE HJORT
As after the Waterbrooks Panteth
