Behold, as fountains in the desert rise and bring us hope As manna feeds us from the skies And he is lighting up our night Leads the way in darkened times The King, from whom all virtue springs to life And solace brings A loving groom an unfaithful wife And he is calling back again A tattered bride adorned in shame Teach me of the your plan to tame this often sordid heart Touch me O' sweet grace of God and I will not depart I'm coming home home home I'm coming home home home Oh, the hands that wrought this work for me It was my Lord Thou hast brought mine eyes to see And not a mite for you was gained Thou has saved, an unfaithful friend Teach me of your ways of love more vast than open seas Plant your image firmly on my life for all to see You've given hope, hope, hope You've given hope, hope, hope And Father let the courts allow just one more solemn plea When I was found and wanting Jesus paid the debt for me It was not owed, owed, owed