Verse 1
The thirsty are call’d to their Lord,
His glorious appearing to see:
And drawn by the power of his word,
The promise, I know, is for me:
I thirst for the streams of thy grace,
I gasp for the Spirit of love,
I long for a glimpse of thy face,
And then to behold thee above.

Verse 2
Thy call I exult to obey,
And come in the Spirit of prayer,
Thy joy in that happiest day
Thy kingdom of glory to share;
To drink the pure river of bliss,
With life everlasting o’erflow’d,
Implung’d in the chrystal abyss,
And lost in an ocean of God!