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I have come to the Fountain of Life,
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| 1. | 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. |
| | 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. |
| 2. | 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 no my righteousness mine- |
| | 'Tis Jesus that live 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 and 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. |