In the de­sert of sor­row and sin,
Lo! I faint as I jour­ney along;
With the war­fare with­out and with­in,
See my strength and my hope near­ly gone.

Refrain

I thirst, let me drink,
Of the live-giv­ing stream let me drink;
’Tis the Rock, cleft for me,
’Tis the wa­ter, the wa­ter of life.

In my weak­ness I turn to the fount,
From the Rock that was smit­ten for me;
And I drink, and I joy­ful­ly count
All my tri­als a bless­ing to be.

Refrain

O Thou God of com­pass­ion, I pray,
Let me ev­er abide in Thy sight;
Let me drink of the fount day by day,
Till I join Thee in man­sions of light.

Refrain