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MY SOUL THIRSTETH FOR GOD




I thirst, but not as once I did,
The vain delights of earth to share;
Thy wounds, Emmanuel, all forbid
That I should seek my pleasure there.


It was the sight of Thy dear Cross
First weaned my soul from earthly things,
And taught me to esteem as dross
The mirth of fools and pomp and kings.


O for that grace which springs from thee,
And quickens all things where it flows;
Which makes a wretched thorn, like me,
Bloom as the myrtle, or the rose.


Dear fountain of delight unknown!
No longer sink below the brim;
But overflow, and pour me down
A living, and life–giving stream!


For sure, of all the plants that share
The notice of thy Father’s eye;
None proves less grateful to his care,
Or yields him meaner fruit than I.


---Alternative verses---


I want that grace that springs from thee,
That quickens all things where it flows;
And makes a wretched thorn, like me,
Bloom as the myrtle, or the rose.


Great Fountain of delight unknown!
No longer sink below the brim;
But overflow, and pour me down
A living and life-giving stream!

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LYRICS
Meter: 8 8 8 8 (L.M.)
Writer(s):
    Trans/Adapted:
      Dates:
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      LIST OF LYRIC SOURCES
      Hymn/Song Book Year Song #
      1981# 98
      1866# 708
      MUSIC
      Name: LICHFIELD
      Meter: 8 8 8 8 (L.M.)
      Writer(s):
        Dates:
        SCORE PREVIEW
        score
        LIST OF MUSIC SOURCES
        Hymn/Song Book Song # Key
        # 98A
        ALTERNATIVE TUNES
        Name meter
        8 8 8 8 (L.M.)
        8 8 8 8 (L.M.)
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