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                            Many weary years I vainly sought a spring,
  One that never would run dry;
Unavailing all that earth to me could bring,
  Nothing seemed to satisfy.
                                                              GMany 
weary years I vainly sought a spring, 
 
DOne that 
never 
D7would run 
Gdry; 
 
CUnavailing 
all that earth to 
Gme could 
bring, 
 
A7Nothing 
seemed to satis
Dfy. 
 
 
                                                                                                 
                                  
                                               
                        Drinking at the Fountain that never runs dry,
Drinking at the Fountain of life am I;
  Finding joy and pleasure
  In abounding measure,
  I am drinking at the Fountain of life.
                                                      GDrinking 
at the Fountain that 
Cnever 
runs dry, 
 
GDrinking 
at the Fountain of 
Dlife am 
D7I; 
 
GFinding 
joy and 
G7pleasure 
 
I am 
Gdrinking 
at the 
D7Fountain 
of 
Glife.
 
 
                                                                   
                                  
                                                                            2
                            Through the desert land of sin I roam no more,
  For I find a living Spring
And my cup of gladness now is running o’er,
  Jesus is my Lord and King.
                                                              Through the desert land of sin I roam no more,
  For I find a living Spring
And my cup of gladness now is running o’er,
  Jesus is my Lord and King.
                                                                                                 
                                  
                                               
                        Drinking at the Fountain that never runs dry,
Drinking at the Fountain of life am I;
  Finding joy and pleasure
  In abounding measure,
  I am drinking at the Fountain of life.
                                                      Drinking at the Fountain that never runs dry,
Drinking at the Fountain of life am I;
  Finding joy and pleasure
  In abounding measure,
  I am drinking at the Fountain of life.
                                                                   
                                  
                                                                            3
                            Here is sweet contentment as the days go by,
  Here is holy peace and rest;
Here is consolation as the moments fly,
  Here my heart is always blest.
                                                              Here is sweet contentment as the days go by,
  Here is holy peace and rest;
Here is consolation as the moments fly,
  Here my heart is always blest.
                                                                                                 
                                  
                                               
                        Drinking at the Fountain that never runs dry,
Drinking at the Fountain of life am I;
  Finding joy and pleasure
  In abounding measure,
  I am drinking at the Fountain of life.
                                                      Drinking at the Fountain that never runs dry,
Drinking at the Fountain of life am I;
  Finding joy and pleasure
  In abounding measure,
  I am drinking at the Fountain of life.
                                                                   
                                  
                                                                            4
                            Here I find a never ending, sure supply,
  While the endless ages roll;
To this healing Fountain I would ever fly,
  There to bathe my weary soul.
                                                              Here I find a never ending, sure supply,
  While the endless ages roll;
To this healing Fountain I would ever fly,
  There to bathe my weary soul.
                                                                                                 
                                  
                                               
                        Drinking at the Fountain that never runs dry,
Drinking at the Fountain of life am I;
  Finding joy and pleasure
  In abounding measure,
  I am drinking at the Fountain of life.
                                                      Drinking at the Fountain that never runs dry,
Drinking at the Fountain of life am I;
  Finding joy and pleasure
  In abounding measure,
  I am drinking at the Fountain of life.
                                                                   
                            
                                         
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Iligan, Lanao Del Norte, Philippines
Wonderful song. I love to hear it.