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At Jacob's well a stranger sought,
His drooping frame to cheer,
Samaria's daughter little thought,
That Jacob's God was near.
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Verse 2. |
This had she known, her fainting mind,
For richer draughts had sigh'd,
Nor had Messiah, ever kind,
Those richer draughts denied. |
| Verse 3. |
The ancient well (no glass so true)
Britannia's image shows,
Now Jesus travels Britain through,
But who the Stranger knows?
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Verse 4. |
Yet Britain must the Stranger know,
Or soon her loss deplore,
Behold the living waters flow!
Come, drink, and thirst no more.
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