Let me be a fountain of praise
Never ceasing to flow
In midst of heated trial of night
Or when storm tempest blow.
Let this fountain never dry up,
Let springs of praise flow here,
Gushing from a deep reservoir
Of gratitude sincere.
Let words of glory and honor
Jet heavenward always;
May I be an eternal fountain
Of everlasting praise.
Copyrighted by Linda J. Stevenson.
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