Martin Nystrom
As the deer panteth for the water
So my soul longeth after Thee
You alone are my heart’s desire
And I long to worship Thee
* You alone are my Strength and my Shield
To You alone may my spirit yield
You alone are my heart’s desire
And I long to worship Thee
I want You more that gold or silver
Only You can satisfy
You alone are the real joy-Giver
And the apple of my eye
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