Like a Mighty Sea LIKE A MIGHTY SEA—Henry L. Gilmour Like a Mighty Sea 1 My soul today is thirsting For living streams divine, To sweep from highest heaven To this poor heart of mine; I stand upon the promise, In Jesus’ name I plead; O send the gracious current To satisfy my need. 2 I see the clouds arising, The mercy clouds of love, That come to bring refreshing Down from the throne above, The earnest of the shower, Just now to us is giv’n, And now we wait, expecting The floods of grace