My Soul, Hope thou in the LORD

By Elder Enoch Ofori Jnr
Christ, our “Hope of Glory” in the Storm
1 As the hart panteth after the water brooks, so panteth my soul after Thee, O God.
2 My soul thirsteth for God, for the living God: when shall I come and appear before God?
3 My tears have been my meat day and night, while they continually say unto me, Where is thy God?