O BREATH OF GOD

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.




Now none but Christ can saThisfy,

none other name for me,

there's love, and life, and lasting joy,

Lord Jesus, found in thee.




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 mourn'd,

but never wept for thee,

till grace the sightless eyes received,

thy loveliness to see