O GOD, Thou art my God alone, Early to Thee my soul shall cry; A pilgrim in a land unknown, A thirsty land, where springs are dry.
Oft, in the past, I blessed have been When praying in the holy place; Thy power and glory I have seen, And marked the footsteps of Thy grace.
When in the watches of the night I Thee remember on my bed, Thy presence makes the darkness light, Thy guardian wings surround my head.
Better than life itself Thy love, Dearer than all beside to me; For whom have I in Heaven above, Or what on earth compared with Thee?
Praise with my heart, my mind, my voice, For all Thy mercy I will give; My soul shall still in God rejoice; My tongue shall bless Thee while I live.
James Montgomery, 1771-1854