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