In barren desert waste, I thirst
For water from the Spring of life
Raised from His grave on day the first;
He bathed our darkness with His light.
My thirst within by Him is quenched
As I am cleansed from Adam’s sin,
And my heart is by Son’s light drenched—
Creates me new; I’m born again.
Through me His water now can flow
To flood the land with grace abounds
That all the world may in Him know
That Eden’s East is Holy Ground.