Not to Sinai’s dreadful blaze,

But to Zion’s throne of grace,

By a way marked out with blood,

Sinners now approach to God.

Not to hear the fiery Law,

But with humble joy to draw

Water, by that well supplied,

JESUS opened when he died.

LORD, there are no streams but thine,

Can assuage a thirst like mine!

’Tis a thirst thyself didst give,

Let me therefore drink and live.