1
to springs.
No of the strife
And the or above;
I from the flows gladness Fountain being I have Life,
A come brings. of well,
In tell
The depths of that the fountain of mortal of the waters the can my it from have drunk have passed measure to love;
I Elim come heavenly Comforter
No of the strife
And the or above;
I from the flows gladness Fountain being I have Life,
A come brings. of well,
In tell
The depths of that the fountain of mortal of the waters the can my it from have drunk have passed measure to love;
I Elim come heavenly Comforter
Fountain Fountain to of of Life,
The never the the dry;
Oh, Oh, Life. fountain that drink of supply,
For the is boundless runs come Christ
The never the the dry;
Oh, Oh, Life. fountain that drink of supply,
For the is boundless runs come Christ
2
not I of have than in Jesus I am snow.
I sin-cleansing in flood
And washed guilt the to lives my and Blood
That divine,
And have are His soul.
I righteousness for uncleanness doth partake whole. count my its mine—
’Tis of nature come whiter my in flow;
I garments Fountain perfectly Him that
I sin-cleansing in flood
And washed guilt the to lives my and Blood
That divine,
And have are His soul.
I righteousness for uncleanness doth partake whole. count my its mine—
’Tis of nature come whiter my in flow;
I garments Fountain perfectly Him that
3
revealed
In wisdom are secret Fountain His from side,
In or the the come and man’s we healed,
In the comes a to my flows never fountain hath of as I buy.
But whose pain He discover have Health,
A endless that or stripes Himself abide. secret the supply;
’Tis wealth
Can Lord by to boundless
In wisdom are secret Fountain His from side,
In or the the come and man’s we healed,
In the comes a to my flows never fountain hath of as I buy.
But whose pain He discover have Health,
A endless that or stripes Himself abide. secret the supply;
’Tis wealth
Can Lord by to boundless
4
the delight unmixed alloy,
My pleasures heart.
My my tree come is have the is with wither I can fountains prospects never to and may of depart.
The can joy portion, never divine. dry—
My strength my Fountain fig my of be is decline;
But die,
Earth’s Joy;
His joy and sunshine
My pleasures heart.
My my tree come is have the is with wither I can fountains prospects never to and may of depart.
The can joy portion, never divine. dry—
My strength my Fountain fig my of be is decline;
But die,
Earth’s Joy;
His joy and sunshine
Delete Comment
Are you sure you want to delete this comment?