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I have come to the Fountain of Life,
A fountain that flows from above;
I have passed from the waters of strife
And come to the Elim of love;
I have drunk of the heavenly well,
In the depths of my being it springs.
No mortal can measure or tell
The gladness the Comforter brings.
A fountain that flows from above;
I have passed from the waters of strife
And come to the Elim of love;
I have drunk of the heavenly well,
In the depths of my being it springs.
No mortal can measure or tell
The gladness the Comforter brings.
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Oh, come to the Fountain of Life,
The fountain that never runs dry;
Oh, drink of the boundless supply,
For Christ is the Fountain of Life.
The fountain that never runs dry;
Oh, drink of the boundless supply,
For Christ is the Fountain of Life.
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I have come to the Fountain of Blood
That for guilt and uncleanness doth flow;
I have washed in its sin-cleansing flood
And my garments are whiter than snow.
I count not my righteousness mine—
'Tis Jesus that lives in my soul.
I partake of His nature divine,
And in Him I am perfectly whole.
That for guilt and uncleanness doth flow;
I have washed in its sin-cleansing flood
And my garments are whiter than snow.
I count not my righteousness mine—
'Tis Jesus that lives in my soul.
I partake of His nature divine,
And in Him I am perfectly whole.
I have come to the Fountain of Blood
That for guilt and uncleanness doth flow;
I have washed in its sin-cleansing flood
And my garments are whiter than snow.
I count not my righteousness mine—
'Tis Jesus that lives in my soul.
I partake of His nature divine,
And in Him I am perfectly whole.
That for guilt and uncleanness doth flow;
I have washed in its sin-cleansing flood
And my garments are whiter than snow.
I count not my righteousness mine—
'Tis Jesus that lives in my soul.
I partake of His nature divine,
And in Him I am perfectly whole.
3
I have come to the Fountain of Health,
A boundless and endless supply;
'Tis a secret man's wisdom or wealth
Can never discover or buy.
But the secret my Lord hath revealed
In the fountain that flows from His side,
In the stripes by whose pain we are healed,
In Himself as He comes to abide.
A boundless and endless supply;
'Tis a secret man's wisdom or wealth
Can never discover or buy.
But the secret my Lord hath revealed
In the fountain that flows from His side,
In the stripes by whose pain we are healed,
In Himself as He comes to abide.
I have come to the Fountain of Health,
A boundless and endless supply;
'Tis a secret man's wisdom or wealth
Can never discover or buy.
But the secret my Lord hath revealed
In the fountain that flows from His side,
In the stripes by whose pain we are healed,
In Himself as He comes to abide.
A boundless and endless supply;
'Tis a secret man's wisdom or wealth
Can never discover or buy.
But the secret my Lord hath revealed
In the fountain that flows from His side,
In the stripes by whose pain we are healed,
In Himself as He comes to abide.
4
I have come to the Fountain of Joy;
His joy is the strength of my heart.
My delight is unmixed with alloy,
My sunshine can never depart.
The fig tree may wither and die,
Earth's pleasures and prospects decline;
But my fountains can never be dry—
My portion, my joy is divine.
His joy is the strength of my heart.
My delight is unmixed with alloy,
My sunshine can never depart.
The fig tree may wither and die,
Earth's pleasures and prospects decline;
But my fountains can never be dry—
My portion, my joy is divine.
I have come to the Fountain of Joy;
His joy is the strength of my heart.
My delight is unmixed with alloy,
My sunshine can never depart.
The fig tree may wither and die,
Earth's pleasures and prospects decline;
But my fountains can never be dry—
My portion, my joy is divine.
His joy is the strength of my heart.
My delight is unmixed with alloy,
My sunshine can never depart.
The fig tree may wither and die,
Earth's pleasures and prospects decline;
But my fountains can never be dry—
My portion, my joy is divine.
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San Marcos, TX, United States
Praise Him that we can come to:
The Fountain of Life
The Fountain of Blood
The Fountain of Health
The Fountain of Joy and that Fountain is the All Inclusive Christ!
Portland, OR, United States
Hallelujah we have come!! Lord bring more we pray for all Your workers the fields are white!! Ready for Your reaping!!!
Irvine, CA, United States
Oh, drink of the boundless supply,
For Christ is the Fountain of Life!
Austin, Texas, United States
His joy is the strength of my heart.
Irvine, CA, United States
Oh Lord we come! We come to receive!
Fairfax, VA, United States
活水供应甘甜丰富无限，因主自己就是这泉！
Philippines
I have come to the Fountain of Life,
A fountain that flows from above;
I have passed from the waters of strife
And come to the Elim of love;
I have drunk of the heavenly well,
In the depths of my being it springs.
No mortal can measure or tell
The gladness the Comforter brings.
Sparta, Kentucky, United States
This is a Beautiful Hymn, it is the first time I have heard it. I would love to sing it in our Church. GOD has Blessed us to hear Beautiful music. I Thank the Heavenly Father for Hymns to Share..
Alfred, New York, United States
In the midst of the world's desert land, there is CHRIST our ELIM, who quenches our thirst and gives us satisfying rest. Thank You LORD JESUS...
Germany
I have come to the Fountain of Joy;
His joy is the strength of my heart.
My delight is unmixed with alloy,
My sunshine can never depart.
The fig tree may wither and die,
Earth’s pleasures and prospects decline;
But my fountains can never be dry—
My portion, my joy is divine.