FAINT AND DEAD NO MORE

Of life the Fountain Thou,
I know, I feel It now;
Faint and dead no more I droop :
Thou art In me; Thy supplies,
Every moment springing up,
Into life eternal rise.

Thou the good Shepherd art,
From Thee I ne'er shall part;
Thou my Keeper and my Guide,
Make me still Thy tender care;
Gently lead me by Thy side,
Sweetly in Thy bosom bear.