Book of Common Praise #d198
Display Title: His are the thousand sparkling rills First Line: His are the thousand sparkling rills Author: Cecil F. Alexander Date: 1915
Book of Common Praise #d198
1 His are the thousand sparkling rills
that from a thousand fountains burst,
and fill with music all the hills;
and yet he saith, 'I thirst.'
2 All fiery pangs on battle-fields,
on fever beds where sick men toss,
are in that human cry he yields
to anguish on the cross.
3 But more than pains that racked him then
was the deep longing thirst divine
that thirsted for the souls of men;
dear Lord! And one was mine.
4 O Love most patient, give me grace;
make all my soul athirst for thee;
that parched dry lip, that fading face,
that thirst, were all for me.
Source: CPWI Hymnal #154
First Line: | His are the thousand sparkling rills |
Title: | His Are the Thousand Sparkling Rills |
Author: | Cecil Frances Alexander (1875) |
Meter: | 8.8.8.6 |
Language: | English |
Copyright: | Public Domain |