06. "JACOB'S WELL WAS THERE"

"JACOB’S WELL WAS THERE SWEET was the hour, O Lord, to Thee At Sychar’s lonely well, When a poor outcast heard Thee there Thy great salvation tell.

Thither she came; but, oh! her heart, All filled with earthly care, Dreamed not of Thee, nor thought to find The hope of Israel there.

Lord! ’twas Thy power unseen that drew The stray one to that place, In solitude to learn from Thee The secrets of Thy grace.

There Jacob’s erring daughter found Those streams unknown before, The water-brooks of life, that make The weary thirst no more.

And, Lord, to us, as vile as she, Thy gracious lips have told That mystery of love revealed At Jacob’s well of old. In spirit, Lord, we’ve sat with Thee Beside the springing well Of life and peace, and heard Thee there. Its healing virtues tell.

Dead to the world, we dream no more Of earthly pleasures now; Our deep, divine, unfailing spring Of grace and glory Thou! No hope of rest in aught beside, No beauty, Lord, we see;

And, like Samaria’s daughter, seek, And find our all in Thee.