Oh River of my deepest longing,
How I thirst for Thee!
To cast my cares and wash away
The aches and pains that, everyday,
Grow burdensome to me.
Oh Grace, Thou well of deepest joy,
With hope, I draw from Thee.
To drink of all Thine mercies sure
Thou spring of love, my only cure!
How sweet You are to me!
Oh Savior of my feeble heart, I
Cast my cares on Thee!
And yearn for Your sweet embrace,
I long to see You face to face;
My Friend, how dear You are to me.
J. P. Antonios