O Come to the Waters O’erflowing

O come to the wa­ters o’er­flow­ing

With pur­ity

love and de­light

As crys­tal as truth

and be­stow­ing

Full glo­ry of God for thy sight.

O soul ov­er­weary and sor­rowed

And thirs­ty at all thou hast found

For trou­ble and woe thou hast bor­rowed

O drink of God’s full­ness un­bound.

Rejoice that thy sins in His sav­ing

In depths all di­vine of His love

Are lost in for­give­ness

o’er­lay­ing

From fount­ains of love—far ab­ove.

Love’s wa­ters

so deep and eter­nal

And strong­er than sin

are thine own;

For Gen­tile and Jew ev­er ver­nal

They flow from be­neath God’s white throne.