There’s a foun­tain free, ’tis for you and me:
Let us haste, O haste to its brink;
’Tis the fount of love from the source above,
And He bids us all free­ly drink.

Refrain

Will you come to the foun­tain free?
Will you come? ’tis for you and me;
Thirsty soul hear the wel­come call:
’Tis a foun­tain op­ened for all.

There’s a liv­ing stream, with a crys­tal gleam:
From the throne of life now it flows;
While the wa­ters roll let the wea­ry soul
Hear the call that forth free­ly goes.

Refrain

There’s a rock that’s cleft and no soul is left,
That may not its pure wa­ters share;
’Tis for you and me, and its stream I see:
Let us hast­en joy­ful­ly there.

Refrain