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.

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 is vain;

In the flow I am perfectly blessed.

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."