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