Verse 1
And shall I let him go?
If now I do not feel
The streams of living water flow
Shall I forsake the well?

Verse 2
Because he hides his face,
Shall I no longer stay,
But leave the channels of his grace,
And cast the means away?

Verse 3
Get thee behind me fiend,
On others try thy skill,
Here let thy hellish whispers end,
To thee I say “Be still!”

Verse 4
Jesus hath spoke the word,
His will my reason is,
Do this in memory of thy Lord,
Jesus hath said, “Do this!”

Verse 5
He bids me eat the bread,
He bids me drink the wine,
No other motive, Lord, I need
No other word than thine.

Verse 6
I chearfully comply
With what my Lord doth say,
Let others ask a reason why,
My glory is t’ obey.

Verse 7
His will is good and just:
Shall I his will withstand?
If Jesus bid me lick the dust
I bow at his command:

Verse 8
Because he saith “Do this,”
This I will always do,
Till Jesus come in glorious bliss
I thus his death will shew.