I hunger and I thirst; Jesus, my manna be; Ye living waters, burst, Out of the rock for me.

Thou bruised and broken bread, My life-long wants supply; As living souls are fed, Oh feed me, or I die .

Thou true life-giving Vine, Let me Thy sweetness prove; Renew my life with Thine, Refresh my soul with love.

Rough paths my feet have trod, Since first their course began; Feed me, Thou Bread of God; Help me Thou Son of Man.

For still the desert lies My thirsting soul before; O living waters, rise Within me evermore