191. Still in a Land of Drought and Dearth

C.M.
by Mary Bowley
1
Still in a land of drought and dearth,
 
Our longing spirits cry
 
To Thee, the Lord of heaven and earth,
 
Our thirst to satisfy.
2
O Thou with love more strong than death,
 
Unquenched by deepest waves;
 
We need throughout the walk of faith
 
The same free grace that saves.
3
We would not take from falsehood's fire,
 
Though glittering be the spark;
 
Thou only art our heart's desire,
 
Art light where all is dark.
4
Dark unbelief alone can shroud
 
A Sun that sets no more;
 
And when Thy grace removes the cloud,
 
We see Thee as before.
5
We soon shall join the white-robed throng,
 
We soon shall walk by sight;
 
Till then by faith we raise the song,
 
By faith in Thee delight.