And he that is thirsty let him come

And drink the water of life.”

Full chorus,—

The Fountain of life is flowing,

Flowing, freely flowing;

The Fountain of life is flowing,

Is flowing for you and for me.

THE TUNE.

The hymn must be sung as it was made to be sung, and the composer being many years en rapport with the writer, knew how to put all her metrical rhythms into sweet sound. The tune—in Mr. Bradbury's Fresh Laurels (1867)—is one of his sympathetic interpretations, and, with the duet sung by two of the best singers of the middle class Sunday-school girls, is a melodious and impressive piece.

“WHEN HE COMETH, WHEN HE COMETH.”