And Thirst After Righteousness: For They Shall Be Filled
If we were longing for the bread
That cometh down from heaven;
If for the water that he said
To thirsty souls is given;
Then boldly should we come to thee,
And plead for that we want;
For in our souls desire would be
An earnest of the grant.
But when thy sun shines from the skies,
Earth smiles back to her lord:
In upward looks our hopes arise,
Responsive to thy word.
Our souls, dry empty vessels set
Thy rain to hold and lend,
Lie open to thy heaven, O let
The righteousness descend.