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Forth from God's glorious temple Bursts a great torrent divine, A mighty flood through its entrance Unto its boundary line. |
God's living water Brings the refreshing supply Death has been swallowed completely In the abundance of life. |
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Everything works to God's glory As unobstructed it flows; Then, of the utmost importance, All on the altar must go. |
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This water flows without limit; All has been measured by God; All things are now His possession, Judged by His measuring rod. |
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Water of life, overflowing, Now is a great rushing tide. Man can no longer act freely; By grace alone we abide. |
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