HAIL, gracious source of every good,
Verse 1
HAIL, gracious source of every good, Our Saviour and defence, Thou art our glory and our shield, Our help and confidence.
Verse 2
When anxious cares disturb the breast, When threatening foes are nigh, To Thee we pour our deep complaint, To Thee for succour fly.
Verse 3
Blest tower of strength, exalted rock, Whence living waters now, Jesus our Lord, the only hope Of fallen man below.
Verse 4
To Thee we heavy laden come, To Thee our sorrows bring; Oh hear! and save us from the storm,
