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