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6.6.6.6.
1 I hunger and I thirst;
Jesus, my manna be:
Ye living waters, burst
Out of the rock for me.
2 Thou bruised and broken Bread,
My life-long wants supply;
As living souls are fed,
O feed me, or I die.
3 Thou true life-giving Vine,
Let me thy sweetness prove;
Renew my life with Thine,
Refresh my soul with love.
4 Rough paths my feet have trod,
Since first their course began;
Feed me, thou Bread of God;
Help me, thou Son of Man.
5 For still the desert lies
My thirsting soul before;
O living waters, rise
Within me evermore.
J.S.B. Mosell