1 See where the living waters glide,
From David’s house they sweetly flow;
Who washes in the cleansing tide,
Is whiter than the driven snow.

Refrain:
Then come to the royal fountain,
Ever in its stream abide;
Come to the royal fountain,
Opened in the Savior’s side.

2 It flows an ever running stream,
Pure as the fountain of His grace,
Who died that He might thus redeem
The fallen sons of Adam’s race. [Refrain]

3 Down through the ages flowing wide,
Its virtue is today the same,
As when from out His piercèd side,
The mingled tide of being came. [Refrain]

4 Whoever will, may drink and live;
New life the healing draught inspires;
From those who nothing have to give,
The royal bounty naught requires. [Refrain]

5 All over Canaan’s godly land,
Where saints enjoy such sweet repose;
’Mid pastures green on every hand,
King David’s royal fountain flows. [Refrain]