O’erflow my spirit like a flood,
Eternal Source of every good!
Thus to my cleansed and contrite heart
Thy heav’nly riches, Lord, impart;
And let thy wisdom, truth, and grace,
Take root within the barren place.
Then shall I tell in grateful song
The praises that to Thee belong;
And while I live, my joy shall be
To consecrate myself to Thee.