1 O LORD, we would delight in Thee,
And on Thy care depend;
To Thee in every trouble flee,
Our safe, unfailing Friend.
2 When human cisterns all are dried,
Thy fulness is the same;
May we with this be satisfied,
And glory in Thy name.
3 Why should we thirst for ought below,
While there's a fountain near,
A fountain which doth ever flow
The fainting heart to cheer?
4 No good in creatures can be found;
All, all is found in Thee:
We must have all things and abound
Through Thy sufficiency.
5 Thou that hast made our heaven secure
Wilt here all good provide;
While Thou art rich, can we be poor ---
Thou who for us hast died?
6 O Lord, we cast each care on Thee,
And triumph and adore;
O that our great concern may be
To love and praise Thee more.
