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| Of Him whence grace and truth did spring, 
 
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|  | 1. | Of Him whence grace and truth did spring, | 
|  |  | We're at the fountain drinking; | 
|  |  | This Christ we'll ever praise and sing, | 
|  |  | Here in the church, His home! | 
|  |  | Glory to God! We're at the fountain | 
|  |  | drinking! | 
|  |  | Glory to God! We're in the church, our | 
|  |  | home! | 
|  | 2. | Ask but His grace, and lo, 'tis giv'n, | 
|  |  | We're at the fountain drinking; | 
|  |  | Seek but Himself, the heaven of heaven, | 
|  |  | And find Him here at home! | 
|  | 3. | Though Satan fights with all His power, | 
|  |  | We're at the fountain drinking; | 
|  |  | He'll not prevail, not on short hour, | 
|  |  | Against the church, our home! | 
|  | 4. | Athirst we to this spring do fly, | 
|  |  | We're at the fountain drinking; | 
|  |  | Drink deep, this well will not run dry! | 
|  |  | It's in the church, our home! |