And bid your longing appetites
The rich provision taste.
4Ho! ye that pant for living streams,
And pine away and die,
Here you may quench your raging thirst
With springs that never dry.
5Rivers of love and mercy here,
In a rich ocean join;
Salvation in abundance flows
Like floods of milk and wine.
6The gates of glorious gospel grace,
Stand open night and day:
Lord, we are come to seek supplies,
And drive our wants away.
HYMN 3. P. M.
1What fair one is this, from the wilderness trav'ling,
Looking for Christ, the belov'd of her heart?
O, this is the church, the fair bride of the Savior,
Which with every idol is willing to part.
