Hymnal: Christian Hymns, Poems, and Spiritual Songs #I.LXV (1776) Lyrics: 1 Whilst we are marching thro'
This Land, with Drought accurs'd,
Rivers of living Waters flow,
In thee, to quench our Thirst.
2 This World's a weary land;
By Sin, a Desart made:
'Tis all around a burning Strand;
Has no refreshing Shade.
3 But thou'rt our mighty Rock;
Thy Shadow very great!
Where all thy weary Pilgrim-Flock
Find a divine Retreat.
4 Tho' once with Sin oppress'd,
From which no Part was free;
Our Grievances are now redress'd,
Dear, glorious Man, in thee.
5 In thee we now have found
What'er we lost, and more;
We see thy Grace much more abound,
Than Sin had done before.
6 Thy Praise be our Employ;
Thy Glories ever shine:
All our Salvation, Hope, and Joy,
Art thou, O Man divine! Scripture: Isaiah 32:2 Languages: English
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