Fount of Everlasting Love

Fount of ev­er­last­ing love!

Rich Thy streams of mer­cy are

Flowing pure­ly from ab­ove

Beauty marks their course afar.

Lo! Thy Church

Thy gar­den

now

Blooms be­neath the heav­en­ly show­er

Sinners feel

and melt

and bow:

Mild

yet migh­ty

is Thy pow­er.

God of grace

be­fore Thy throne

Here our warm­est thanks we bring;

Thine the glo­ry

Thine alone;

Loudest praise to Thee we bring.

Hear

O hear our grate­ful song;

Let Thy Spir­it still des­cend;

Roll the tide of grace along

Widening

deep­en­ing to the end.