Savior! I follow on, guided by Thee, Seeing not yet the hand that leadeth me; Hushed be my heart and still, fear I no further ill; Only to meet Thy will my will shall be. Riven the rock for me thirst to relieve, Manna from Heaven falls fresh every eve; Never a want severe causeth my eye a tear, But Thou dost whisper near, ?Only believe!? Often to Marah's brink have I been brought; Shrinking the cup to drink, help I have sought; And with the prayer's ascent, Jesus the branch hath rent? Quickly relief hath sent, sweetening the draught. Savior! I long to walk closer with Thee; Led by Thy guiding hand ever to be; Constantly near Thy side, quickened and purified, Living for Him Who died freely for me!