Narrator:
Luther Loucks et. al.
The stream that from the fountain flows,
The fountain of eternal love,
Imparts its virtue as it goes,
A gift all other gifts above:
'Tis life and peace divinely given,
The love of God come down from heaven.
How blessèd to enjoy the gift,
To taste of mercy here below;
In humble thankfulness to lift
Our hearts to Him whom now we know.
To know His love, how great it is,
To own and feel that we are His.
How blessèd is the hope of good,
The good that without measure is,
Of seeing Him who shed His blood
To save us and to make us His.
Redeemed by blood and saved by grace,
We look to see the Saviour's face.