There is a stream, whose gentle flow Supplies the city of our God ; Life, love, and joy, still gliding through, And watering our divine abode.
2. That sacred stream---- Thy holy Word- Supports our faith, our fear controls ; Sweet peace Thy promises afford, And give new strength to tainting souls.
3. Loud may the troubled ocean roar : In sacred peace our souls abide ; While every nation, every shore, Trembles, and dreads the swelling tide.