Spring up, O well, sweet fountain, spring

Verse 1

Spring up, O well! sweet fountain, spring! And fructify the desert sand; Sing ye that drink; the waters sing, They dance along the, smiling land; With flowers adorn, with verdure bless, The waste and howling wilderness.

Verse 2

Ho, every one that thirsts draw nigh, With sickness fainting, worn with toil; Let him that hath no money buy, Buy milk and honey, wine and oil, The fourfold streams of Paradise, Priceless, because above all price.

Verse 3

Come to the pools, ye lame and blind; Ye lepers, to this Jordan come; Sight, strength, and healing each may find; Approach the waves, ye deaf and dumb; Their joyful sound ye soon shall hear, And your own voice delight your ear.

Verse 4

In every form the waters run, Rill, river, torrent, lake, and sea; Through every clime beneath the sun, Free as the air, as daylight free, Till earth's whole face the floods o'erweep, As ocean's tides the channel'd deep.

Verse 5

As moved with mighty wings outspread, God's Spirit o'er the formless void, So be that Spirit's influence shed To new-create a world destroy'd; Till all that died through Adam's fall Revive in Christ, who died for all.