The Church Hymnal ‎#95

95. His are the thousand sparkling rills

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 battlefields,
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.

Text Information

• First Line: His are the thousand sparkling rills
• Author: C. F. Alexander
• Language: English
• Publication Date: 1920
• Topic: Lent: Holy Week

Tune Information

• Name: SAFFRON WALDEN
• Composer: A. H. Brown
• Meter: 8.8.8.6.
• Key: D Major