When in a rut

When in a rut of waiting for requests now overdue

Dig deep within your eternal soul for patience yet to grow

There you will find a hidden well, a spring from God’s own throne

Whose width and depth and wealthy store never can be known!


Let  peace flow out like a mighty stream, her bounty ever renewed

Let no stone be thrown to stop her spring, no foreigner drink her dew

Bless her fount of eternal bliss, bless her waters pure

Come drink of her all lovers pure with clean hearts freely forever more.