Supplies in the Wilderness

I

When Isr’el, by divine command,
The pathless desert trod,
They found, though ’twas a barren land,
A sure resource in God.

II

A cloudy pillar mark’d their road,
And screen’d them from the heat;
From the hard rocks the water flow’d,
And manna was their meat.

III

Like them, we have a rest in view,
Secure from adverse pow’rs;
Like them, we pass a desert too,
But Isr’el’s God is ours.

IV

Yes, in this barren wilderness
He is to us the same,
By his appointed means of grace,
As once he was to them.

V

His word a light before us spreads,
By which our path we see;
His love, a banner o’er our heads,
From harm preserves us free.

VI

Jesus, the bread of life, is giv’n
To be our daily food;
We drink a wondrous stream from heav’n,
’Tis water, wine, and blood.

VII

Lord, ’tis enough, I ask no more;
These blessings are divine;
I envy not the worldling’s store
If Christ and heav’n are mine.