Trinity Hymnal ‎#180

180. His are the thousand sparkling rills

1 His are the thousand sparkling rills
That from a thousand fountains burst,
And fill with music all the hills;
And yet he saith, "I thirst."

2 All fiery pangs on battlefields,
On fever beds where sick men toss,
Are in that human cry he yields
To anguish on the cross.

3 But more than pains that racked him then
Was the deep longing thirst divine
That thirsted for the souls of men;
Dear Lord! and one was mine.

4 O Love most patient, give me grace;
Make all my soul athirst for thee;
That parched dry lip, that fading face,
That thirst, were all for me.

Amen.

Text Information

• First Line: His are the thousand sparkling rills
• Author: Cecil Frances Alexander, 1823-1895
• Meter: 8. 8. 8. 6.
• Language: English
• Publication Date: 1961
• Scripture:
  John 19:28
• Topic: Christ, The Lord Jesus; Christ: Compassion of; Christ: Example of; Christ: Suffering of; Longing for Christ and God

Tune Information

• Name: ELMHURST
• Composer: Edwin Drewett (1887)
• Meter: 8. 8. 8. 6.
• Key: E♭ Major