You are the Source

You are the source of every blessing- my heart thirsts to drink my fill

At your fountain I am confessing- you are Lord your will is my will.

You are the source of comfort abounding you are righteousness and peace

Tender mercies ever surrounding- glories that never shall cease

You are the source of life and its living- the fountain from which I drink

Exceedingly abundantly giving above all we could ask or think

You are the source of every blessing- my heart thirsts to drink my fill

At your fountain I am confessing- you are Lord your will is my will.

January 3,1998

Anthony Foster