| My soul with patience waits For thee, the living Lord: My hopes are on thy promise built, Thy never-failing word. | | My longing eyes look out For thy enlivening ray, More duly than the morning watch To spy the dawning day. | | Let Israel trust in God; No bounds his mercy knows; The plenteous source and spring from whence Eternal succour flows; | | Whose friendly streams to us Supplies in want convey; A healing spring, a spring to cleanse And wash our guilt away. | | To God, the Father, Son, And Spirit, ever blest, The One in Three, the Three in One, Be endless praise addressed. | |