1 My Lord and my Saviour, my Brother and Friend,
Oh, when will this conflict within me have end?
My spirit is restless, no peace can there be,
Dear Master, I’m hung’ring and thirsting for thee.

Refrain:
I’m hung’ring and thirsting, I’m hung’ring and thirsting,
Dear Master, I’m hung’ring and thirsting for thee;
I have not a refuge to which I can flee,
Dear Master, I’m hung’ring and thirsting for thee.

2 I drink of earth’s waters and thirst soon again,
I eat of earth’s bread and still keep my pain;
Earth’s cisterns are broken, earth’s cisterns are dry,
She yields not the manna, the bread of the sky. [Refrain]

3 To thee, the one fountain, to thee, the one bread,
My soul in her thirst and her famine has fled;
My bread and my water of life thou must be,
Dear Master, I’m hung’ring and thirsting for thee. [Refrain]

4 O manna of heaven, O Water of life,
To thee would I flee and end all my strife;
Thy body is broken, thy blood has been shed,
Why go I then thirsting? and hung’ring for bread? [Refrain]