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From my spirit within flows a fountain of
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| 1. | From my spirit within flows a fountain of |
| | life- |
| | The Triune God flowing in me; |
| | God the Father's the source, |
| | Christ the Son is the course, |
| | And the Spirit imparts life to me. |
| | Lord, I treasure the sweet flow of life, |
| | And my soul-life at last I lay down; |
| | O Lord, deepen the pure flow of life; |
| | At Your coming may life be my crown. |
| 2. | In the fresh, tender grass Jesus makes me lie |
| | down; |
| | He leads me by waters of rest; |
| | No more struggle and strain; all self-effort |
| | vain; |
| | In the flow I am perfectly blessed. |
| 3. | Jesus called me one day to the Holiest Place, |
| | To live in His presence divine; |
| | Hallelujah, I've heard an encouraging word: |
| | "Abide-you're a branch in the vine." |