The Cyber Hymnal ‎#2443

2443. 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,
And 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
• Title: His Are the Thousand Sparkling Rills
• Author: Cecil Alexander (1875)
• Meter: 88.86
• Language: English
• Copyright: Public Domain
• Notes: Alternate tunes: ASSISI, Francis H. Champneys, in Hymns Ancient and Modern, 1875; ELMHURST, Edwin D. Drewett, 1887

Tune Information

• Name: ISLEWORTH
• Composer: Samuel Howard (1765)
• Meter: 88.86
• Incipit: 51562 12345 17655
• Key: d minor
• Copyright: Public Domain