There’s a Fountain Free

There’s a fount­ain free

’tis for you and me:

Let us haste

O haste to its brink;

’Tis the fount of love from the source ab­ove

And He bids us all free­ly drink.

Will you come to the fount­ain free?

Will you come? ’tis for you and me;

Thirsty soul hear the wel­come call:

’Tis a fount­ain op­ened for all.

There’s a liv­ing stream

with a crys­tal gleam:

From the throne of life now it flows;

While the wa­ters roll let the wea­ry soul

Hear the call that forth free­ly goes.

There’s a rock that’s cleft and no soul is left

That may not its pure wa­ters share;

’Tis for you and me

and its stream I see:

Let us hast­en joy­ful­ly there.