896    L.M.     John Berridge
A Fountain opened for Sin. Zech. 13. 1; 1 Cor. 6. 11

1 A fountain! cries the man of God,
  A fountain with a purple flood;
  A fountain opened for the poor,
  Where sickly souls may find a cure.

2 It softens well the heart of stone,
  And kindly knits a broken bone,
  Restoring hearing, speech, and sight,
  And puts all guilty fears to flight.

3 It heals the soul of feverish heat,
  And helps a pulse with grace to beat;
  The fretful look, the wanton eye,
  And lordly self before it fly.

4 No spring like this makes lepers whole,
  Not that renowned Bethesda’s pool,
  Nor Siloam’s stream, nor Jordan’s flood,
  Were altogether half so good.

5 Fast by this fountain let me stay,
  And drink, and wash my sores away;
  If but a moment I depart,
  Sick is my head, and faint my heart.