Author: Edward Denny Meter: 8.6.8.6 Appears in 8 hymnals First Line: Sweet was the hour, O Lord, to Thee Lyrics: 1 Sweet was the hour, O Lord, to Thee,
At Sychar’s lonely well,
When that poor outcast heard Thee there
Thy great salvation tell.
2 Thither she came; but O, her heart
All filled with earthly care,
Dreamed not of Thee, nor thought to find
The Hope of Israel there.
3 Lord! ’twas Thy power unseen that drew
The stray one to that place,
In solitude to learn from Thee
The secrets of Thy grace.
4 There Jacob’s erring daughter found
Those streams unknown before,
The water brooks of life that make
The weary thirst no more.
5 And Lord, to us, as vile as she,
Thy gracious lips have told
That mystery of love revealed
At Jacob’s well of old.
6 In spirit, Lord, we’ve sat with Thee
Beside the springing well
Of life and peace—and heard Thee there
Its healing virtues tell.
7 Dead to the world, we dream no more
Of earthly pleasures now;
Our deep, divine unfailing spring
Of grace and glory Thou!
8 No hope of rest in aught beside,
No beauty, Lord, we see;
And, like Samaria’s daughter, seek,
And find our all in Thee.
Used With Tune: BEATITUDO Text Sources: Hymns and Poems (London: James Nisbet, 1849)
The Well of Sychar