The Gushing Rill

1 Oh if for me the cup you fill,
Then fill it from the gushing rill,
With water pure and sparkling bright,
As clear as truth, and free as light.

Refrain:
Then if for me, the cup you fill,
O fill it from the gushing rill.

2 Speak not to me of ruby wine,
Of nectar cups and draughts divine,
The taste of bitter tears is there,
For those we love and hold most dear. [Refrain]

3 Give not to me the mantling brim,
Whose dancing bubbles gaily swim,
For in each shining crystal round,
A deadly lurking fiend is found. [Refrain]

Source: Triumphant Songs No.3 #47

• MIDI file from Triumphant Songs No.3 #47