An original hymn with text by Kathryn Hales below.  Watch on YouTube: Come to the Fountain

When your well is dry, your life seems in a drought,

When problems loom large, and nothing works out,

When your soul is parched, you’re weary and tired,

There’s no spark in the coals that once flowed with fire.

Then…Come to the fountain.

(Chorus)

The Fountain of Life that never runs dry,

The source of all hope wipes all tears from the eye,

God’s Living Water, always clean and pure,

Will quench your thirst; His promise is sure.

Without Living Water the soul shrivels and withers,

Heed the Lord’s call: “Come to Me, Hither.”

Without Living Water problems keep growing,

So come to the artesian. It’s peace ever flowing.

So…Come to the fountain

Repeat chorus