1 A stream from Calvary’s summit rolls,
Where all the weary, wand’ring souls,
And whosoever thirst today,
May drink, and find Christ precious.
Oh! precious Jesus, Rock for me,
Stream in a desert, boundless free;
I love to drink, and satisfy
My thirsting soul with Jesus.
2 That stream of living waters flows
Where oft the weary pilgrim goes,
He drinks, to quench his raging thirst,
And finds his Saviour precious. [Refrain]
3 Flow on, thou stream; oh, ceaseless flow,
‘Till every child of sin and woe
Hath plunged beneath thy cleansing tide,
And found the Saviour precious. [Refrain]
4 Oh! thoughtless soul, why longer wait?
Why trifle on the brink of fate?
That stream still flows for you and me,
Oh, come, and find Christ precious. [Refrain]
Source: The Ark of Praise #31