I look away to Thee, my Lord,
The Author, Perfecter of faith!
I come to taste Thy living streams;
I come to be filled with Thy grace!

Thy flow is pure, and rich, and sweet—
The flow from my God and the Lamb;
Out from the throne a river flows
To fill and o’erflow hearts of men!

And daily I may come to Thee—
And drink of the Fountain of life!
God in the Son as Spirit flows—
The Triune God, my sure supply!

We in one Body were baptized;
The Spirit we now can all drink!
When we declare—“Jesus is Lord!”
We drink and His riches receive!

We sing and drink the whole day long;
We’re filled as we speak forth Thy Word—
Yes, filled in spirit as we sing
With grace in our hearts to the Lord!

O hear the cry that’s going forth—
The Spirit and Bride calling, “Come!”
O join this cry; call sinners far
To drink of this Eternal One!