O Glorious Fountain

Beneath the glo­ri­ous throne ab­ove

The crys­tal fount­ain spring­ing

A riv­er full of life and love

Is joy and glad­ness bring­ing.

O glo­ri­ous fount­ain now flow­ing so free

O fount­ain of cleans­ing open­ed wide for me.

Through all my soul its wat­ers flow

Thro’ all my na­ture steal­ing;

And deep with­in my heart I know

The con­scious­ness of heal­ing.

The bar­ren wastes are fruit­ful lands

The des­ert blooms with ros­es;

And He

the glo­ry of all lands

His love­ly face dis­clos­es.

My sun no more goes down by day

My moon no more is wan­ing;

My feet run swift the shin­ing way

The heav’n­ly por­tals gain­ing.

Oh

depth of mer­cy! breadth of grace!

Oh

love of God un­bound­ed!

My soul is lost in sweet am­aze

By won­drous love con­found­ed.