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From my spirit within flows a fountain of 
 
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 | 1. | From my spirit within flows a fountain of  | 
 |     | life- | 
 |     | The Triune God flowing in me; | 
 |     | God the Father's the source, | 
 |     | Christ the Son is the course, | 
 |     | And the Spirit imparts life to me. | 
 |     | Lord, I treasure the sweet flow of life, | 
 |     | And my soul-life at last I lay down; | 
 |     | O Lord, deepen the pure flow of life; | 
 |     | At Your coming may life be my crown. | 
 | 2. | In the fresh, tender grass Jesus makes me lie  | 
 |     | down;  | 
 |     | He leads me by waters of rest;  | 
 |     | No more struggle and strain; all self-effort  | 
 |     | vain;  | 
 |     | In the flow I am perfectly blessed.  | 
 | 3. | Jesus called me one day to the Holiest Place, | 
 |     | To live in His presence divine;  | 
 |     | Hallelujah, I've heard an encouraging word:  | 
 |     | "Abide-you're a branch in the vine."  |