Here are new words to the hymn tune Prospect. (from the Faith We Sing hymnal...no other info yet, PM me if interested)

THE LONE WILD BIRD

The lone, wild bird in lofty flight
is still with you, nor leaves your sight.
And I am yours! I rest in you.
Great Spirit, come, rest in me, too.

The ends of earth are in your hand.
The sea's dark deep and far off land.
And I am yours! I rest in you.
Great Spirit, come, rest in me, too.

Each secret thought is known to you,
the path I walk my whole life through;
my days, my deeds, my hopes, my fears,
my deepest joys, my silent tears.

In secret depths you knit my frame,
before my birth you spoke my name;
within my soul, as close as breath,
so near to me, in life, in death.

O search me, God, my heart reveal,
renew my life, my spirit heal;
for I am yours, I rest in you,
Great Spirit, come, rest in me, too.