A pure river of water of life, clear as crystal, proceeding out of the throne of God and of the Lamb.@Revelation 22:1

Phi­lip P. Bliss, 1873 (🔊 pdf nwc).

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Philip P. Bliss (1838–1876)

Will You Meet Me at the Foun­tain? was sug­gest­ed by a re­mark of a friend at the Chic­a­go [Il­li­nois] Ex­po­si­tion, in 1873, as they parted to make the tour of the build­ing. The re­mark was, Meet me at the foun­tain. It made a me­lo­dy in his heart in the sug­ges­tion of an­oth­er meet­ing, and blos­somed out in­to the song.

Whittle, p. 141

Will you meet me at the fountain,
When I reach the glory land?
Will you meet me at the fountain?
Shall I clasp your friendly hand?
Other friends will give me welcome,
Other loving voices cheer;
There’ll be music at the fountain;
Will you, will you meet me there?

Refrain

Yes, I’ll meet you at the fountain,
At the fountain bright and fair;
Oh, I’ll meet you at the fountain,
Yes, I’ll meet you, meet you there.

Will you meet me at the fountain?
For I’m sure that I shall know
Kindred souls and sweet communion,
More than I have known below.
And the chorus will be sweeter,
When it bursts upon my ear,
And my Heaven seem completer,
If your happy voice I hear.

Refrain

Will you meet me at the fountain?
I shall long to have you near,
When I meet my loving Savior,
When His welcome words I hear.
He will meet me at the fountain;
His embraces I shall share;
There’ll be glory at the fountain;
Will you, will you meet me there?

Refrain