There a precious fountain,
Free to all—a healing stream—
Flows from Calvary's mountain.
In the Cross, in the Cross, be my glory ever;
Till my raptured soul shall find rest beyond the river.
2 Near the Cross, a trembling soul,
Love and mercy found me;
There the Bright and Morning Star
Shed its beams around me.
3 Near the Cross ! O Lamb of God,
Bring its scenes before me;
Help me walk from day to day,
With its shadow o'er me.
4 Near the Cross, I'll watch and wait.
Hoping, trusting ever,
Till I reach the golden strand,
Just beyond the river.