CLXX. The Fountain of Life.

HAIL, everlasting Spring!
Celestial Fountain, hail!
Thy Streams Salvation bring,
The Waters never fail:
Still they endure,
And still they flow
For all our Woe
A sov'reign Cure.

Blest be his wounded Side,
And blest his bleeding Heart,
Who all in Anguish died
Such Favours to impart.
His sacred Blood
Shall make us clean
From ev'ry Sin,
And fit for GOD.

To that dear Source of Love
Our Souls this Day would come;
And thither from above,
LORD, call the Nations home;
That Jew and Greek
With rapt'rous Songs
On all their Tongues
They Praise may speak.