Oh Lord, Your Name is sweet! And from it flows
A river full of peace and light and life,
As on it, I cast all my anxious woes.
I need not think! I only need to call.
In this way, I am less, and You are all.

I need not think! I only need to call.
In this way, I am less, and You are all.

It is so rich to call and to receive—
To soak Your Spirit into all my being.
As I absorb Your riches, I believe
And You are real to me. Oh, but to know
You, dearest Lord, and have a deeper flow!

And You are real to me. Oh, but to know
You, dearest Lord, and have a deeper flow!

You are a treasury of endless wealth,
So readily accessible to me!
How great! These riches constitute my health,
My great supply, my strength, my life, my all—
So effortless! I only need to call.

My great supply, my strength, my life, my all—
So effortless! I only need to call.

Continually soften all my heart
To cling to You and to receive Your Word.
Lord, make Your home in every inward part,
And, as I call, make deeper every root
That I might grow and bear You richest fruit.

And, as I call, make deeper every root
That I might grow and bear You richest fruit.