God Is the Fountain Whence

God is the fount­ain whence

[orig­in­al­ly

Love is the fount­ain whence]

Ten thou­sand bless­ings flow;

To Him my life

my health

and friends

And ev­ery good

I owe.

The com­forts He af­fords

Are nei­ther few nor small;

He is the source of fresh de­lights

My por­tion and my all.

He fills my heart with joy

My lips at­tunes for praise;

And to His glo­ry I’ll de­vote

The rem­nant of my days.