1  Lord, I hear of show'rs of blessing

       Thou art scatt'ring full and free,

    Show'rs the thirsty land refreshing;

       Let some drops now fall on me.

 2  Pass me not, O gracious Father!

       Sinful though my heart may be;

    Thou might'st leave me, but the rather

       Let Thy mercy fall on me.

 3  Pass me not, O tender Savior!

       Let me love and cling to Thee;

    I am longing for Thy favor;

       While Thou'rt calling, call for me.

 4  Pass me not, O Lord, the Spirit!

       Thou canst make the blind to see;

    By the Witness of Thy merit,

       Speak the word of power to me.

 5  Love of God, so pure and changeless!

       Blood of Christ, so rich and free!

    Grace of God, so strong and boundless!

       Magnify them all in me.

 6  Pass me not! Thy lost one bringing,

       Bind my heart, O Lord, to Thee;

    While the streams of life are springing,

       Blessing others, oh, bless me.