See, the streams of living waters, Springing from eternal love
Well supply thy sons and daughters, And all fear of want remove
Who can faint, while such a river Ever flows their thirst to assuage?
Grace which, like the Lord, the Giver, Never fails from age to age
Round each habitation hovering, See the cloud and fire appear
For a glory and a covering, Showing that the Lord is near!
Glorious things of thee are spoken, Zion, city of our God
He, whose word cannot be broken, Formed thee for His own abode