From this dry and thirsty land,
Disease and death on every hand.
I am longing; yes, I'm longing now to go
Where my Savior I shall see,
And give thanks to know that He
Leads me to a land where living waters flow.
Oh, I'm longing there to be,
What joy it is to know,
When my race on earth is run
Oh, I thank Him for that day
Guide me on, my dear Lord
Keeping faith with all Thy word,
I am longing; yes, I'm longing now to go.
Let me travel on that way
Lead me closer every day.
To the land where the living waters flow.
|Where the fountains freely flow
Where the tree of life does grow,
I am longing! I'm longing, and I'll go
To that loveliest of lands.
There with Christ I'll take my stand,
Forever live in lands where living waters flow.
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