Thou fount of life,
Thou Light of men,
From the best bliss that earth imparts W
e turn unfilled to Thee again.
We taste Thee, O Thou living Bread,
And long to feast upon Thee still:
We drink of Thee, the Fountainhead,
And thirst our souls from Thee to fill.
O Jesus, ever with us stay, Make all our moments calm and bright; Chase the dark night of sin away, Shed o’er the world Thy holy light.
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