None But Christ

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O Christ! in Thee my soul hath found,
And found in Thee alone,
The peace, the joy, I sought so long—
The bliss till now unknown.
I sighed for rest and happiness,
I yearned for them, not Thee;
But while I passed my Saviour by,
His love laid hold on me.
I tried the broken cisterns, Lord,
But ah! the waters failed!
E’en as I stooped to drink they’d fled,
And mocked me as I wailed.
The pleasures lost I sadly mourned,
But never wept for Thee,
Till grace the sightless eyes received
Thy loveliness to see.
Now none but Christ can satisfy,
None other name for me!
There’s love, and life, and lasting joy,
My Lord, in only Thee.