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1 A song, a song to the crystal spring
In the mountain shadows hiding;
Each pearly drop
Doth a chorus sing,
While along the brooklet gliding.
As we onward flow, we will banish woe,
Ever health and strength sustaining;
To the thirsty give,
Bid them drink and live,
Ev’ry pois’nous cup disdaining.
2 A song, a song to the crystal spring
In the shadows of the mountain;
The streamlets sing,
We will comfort bring
From the sweet and sparkling fountain. [Refrain]
3 A song, a song to the crystal spring,
To the world a priceless blessing;
Let echoes ring,
While the streamlets sing,
And the winds are them caressing. [Refrain]Source: Fair as the Morning. Hymns and Tunes for Praise in the Sunday-School #163