One cup of healing oil and the wine

Verse 1

One cup of healing oil and wine, One offering laid on mercy's shrine, Is thrice more grateful, Lord, to thee, Than lifted eye or bended knee.

Verse 2

In true and inward faith we trace The source of every outward grace; Within the pious heart it plays, A living fount of joy and praise.

Verse 3

Kind deeds of peace and love betray Where'er the stream has found its way; But, where these spring not rich and fair, The stream has never wandered there.