In church this morning we sang a song new to me. Come, everyone who is thirsty. I thought the lyrics were pretty good and though it was hard to sing (new to me and organist picked a tune different than in the book) I thought it would be good share with you all.
Written by Lucy Rider Meyer was an American who followed a varied educational progress. She went to medical school with the intent of becoming a medical missionary, then her fiancee died so she stopped attending. She was the principal of a school before getting a degree in Chemistry.. which she then taught. Overtime she became convinced the religious leaders needed better training. Together with her husband she opened up the Chicago Training School for City, Home, and Foreign Missions . She didn’t hold that God caused the bible to be written but merely that it was written by inspired men. She was a strong protagonist for female deaconesses. It was an old office apparently revived in Germany. It was based upon biblical precedent, that deaconesses cared for the poor and the sick, helped conduct interviews of women, trained women preparing for baptism, and then assisted at their baptisms. She thought it was an important role that should be revived. She worked toward that end. She wrote songs, books and maintained a periodical called The Deaconess Advocate.
The two versions I’m sharing today are quite different from each other, they have their own pros eh? 🙂
1 Come everyone who is thirsty in spirit;
Come, everyone who is weary and sad.
Come to the fountain, there’s fullness in Jesus –
All that you’re longing for; Come and be glad!
“I will pour water on him that is thirsty;
I will pour floods upon the dry ground.
Open your heart for the gifts I am bringing;
While ye are seeking Me I will be found.”
2 Child of the world, are you tired of your bondage?
Weary of earth-joys, so false, so untrue?
Thirsting for God and His fullness of blessing?
List to the promise, a message for you. [Refrain]
3 Child of the Kingdom, be filled with the Spirit!
Nothing but fullness thy longing can meet.
’Tis the enduement for life and for service.
Thine is the promise, so certain, so sweet! [Refrain]