Drinking at the Fountain

1 I am drinking at the fountain
Where I ever would abide,
For I’ve tasted life’s pure river,
And my soul is satisfied.
There’s no thirsting for life’s pleasure,
Nor adorning, rich and gay,
For I’ve found a richer treasure,
One that fadeth not away.

Refrain:
Is not this the land of Beulah,
Blessèd, blessèd land of light,
Where the flowers bloom for ever
And the sun is always bright?

Refrain:
*By the pathway of duty
Flows the river of God’s grace;
By the pathway of duty
Flows the river of God’s grace.

2 Tell me not of heavy crosses,
Nor of burdens hard to bear,
For I’ve found this great salvation
Makes each burden light appear.
And I love to follow Jesus,
Gladly counting all but dross,
Worldly honours all forsaking
For the glory of the cross.

3 O the cross has wondrous glory!
Oft I’ve proved this to be true;
When I’m in the way so narrow
I can see a pathway through;
And how sweetly Jesus whispers:
Take the cross, thou needst not fear,
For I’ve trod the way before thee
And the glory lingers near.


Source: The Song Book of the Salvation Army #320