I Hunger and I Thirst

I hunger and I thirst;
Jesus, my manna be:
Ye living waters, burst
Out of the rock for me.

Thou bruised and broken Bread,
My life-long wants supply;
As living souls are fed,
O feed me, or I die.

Thou true life-giving Vine,
Let me thy sweetness prove;
Renew my life with thine,
Refresh my soul with love.

Rough paths my feet have trod,
Since first their course began;
Feed me, thou Bread of God;
Help me, thou Son of Man.

For still the desert lies
My thirsting soul before;
O living waters, rise
Within me evermore.

~ John S. B. Monsell, Jr. (1866)

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About middlingpoet

From the Gawain poet to Rainer Maria Rilke: I love traditional poetry.
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