Getting fresh spring water from the mountain.


Seeing the water flow through the pipe out of a mountain tall.
I sit and look until it reminds me of the fountain in us all.
I felt a little blue when we came, but watching the water flow,
Makes me think of my Savior and the way His love does show.

He fills my cup with gladness just thinking of His love.
And the promise of the future in our sweet home above!
After what He gave for me, dying on that day and then -
Rising on the third day, so I could be saved from sin!

If my heart is my cup, then I guess
body, mind and soul would be,
Let's see, what's bigger than a cup?
I guess a bucket, yes, that's me!

His wonderful love fills my heart.
Like a cup filled to the brim.
All through my mind goes the thought -
How will I ever thank Him?

Then knowing my heart, He tells me.
"My child, My heart really knows!
See the water run into the bucket?"
and watching, my own overflows!