O Have You Not Heard?

O have you not heard of that beau­ti­ful stream

That flows through our Fa­ther’s land?

Its wa­ters gleam bright in the heav­en­ly light

And rip­ple o’er gold­en sand.

O seek that beau­ti­ful stream

O seek that beau­ti­ful stream;

Its wa­ters

so free

are flow­ing for thee

O seek that beau­ti­ful stream.

Its fount­ains are deep and its wa­ters are pure;

And sweet to the wea­ry soul;

It flows from the throne of Je­ho­vah alone!

O come where its bright waves roll.

This beau­ti­ful stream is the river of life!

It flows for all na­tions free!

A balm for each wound in its wa­ter is found;

O sin­ner

it flows for thee!

O will you not drink of this beau­ti­ful stream

And dwell on its peace­ful shore?

The Spir­it says

Come

all ye wea­ry ones

home

And wan­der in sin no more.