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1 My soul with patience waits
For Thee, the living Lord;
My hopes are on Thy promise built,
Thy never-failing word.
2 My longing eyes look out
For Thy enlivening ray,
More duly than the morning watch
To spy the dawning day.
3 Let Israel trust in God,
No bounds His mercy knows;
The plenteous source and spring from whence
Eternal succour flows;
4 Whose friendly streams to us
Supplies in want convey;
A healing spring, a spring to cleanse
And wash our guilt away.
| Text Information | |
|---|---|
| First Line: | My soul with patience waits |
| Meter: | S. M. |
| Language: | English |
| Publication Date: | 1871 |
| Notes: | Public Domain. |
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