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