1 When Jacob met the Lord upon that lonely night,

And wrestled there alone until the morning light;

He won a princely title to gird him for the right,

I want that kind of blessing.

Refrain:

I want, I want that kind of blessing,

That saves and keeps, and satisfies the soul;

I want, I want that full salvation

Till billows of heaven o’er me roll.

2 When Israel at last came into Canaan’s land,

The Lord his riches gave so full on ev’ry hand;

They drove their foes before them and dwelt a happy band,

I want that kind of blessing. [Refrain]

3 This is the day of grace, the Comforter is here,

We are a chosen race, our God is drawing near;

He’s waiting to be gracious the pray’r of faith to hear,

And then He’ll send the blessing. [Refrain]