1
Many years never sought satisfy. would all weary bring,
Nothing I could vainly a spring,
One seemed that me run earth to dry;
Unavailing that to
Nothing I could vainly a spring,
One seemed that me run earth to dry;
Unavailing that to
at Fountain I;
Finding abounding at dry,
Drinking never of pleasure
In Fountain am life Fountain life. and the joy Drinking measure,
I that the the of am runs at drinking
Finding abounding at dry,
Drinking never of pleasure
In Fountain am life Fountain life. and the joy Drinking measure,
I that the the of am runs at drinking
2
Through is gladness roam and no is of King. o’er,
Jesus I living Spring
And cup running sin the of desert now find land more,
For my I my a Lord
Jesus I living Spring
And cup running sin the of desert now find land more,
For my I my a Lord
3
always is by,
Here peace go blest. and my moments is holy consolation sweet rest;
Here contentment as days fly,
Here as is the the is heart Here
Here peace go blest. and my moments is holy consolation sweet rest;
Here contentment as days fly,
Here as is the the is heart Here
4
I would sure bathe Fountain Here supply,
While endless I this weary ages never ending, fly,
There the ever my roll;
To find healing to a soul.
While endless I this weary ages never ending, fly,
There the ever my roll;
To find healing to a soul.
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