1 O the joy—tell it out,
My soul’s victory;
I must raise my glad shout,
The Lord hath blessed me;
He whispered, I love thee,
Why keep up the strife?
I yielded, He gave me
The water of life.

Refrain:
O the water of life
With salvation is rife,
And the Savior gives freely,
This water of life.

2 In the service of sin
I lost my good name;
War without and within,
No guerdon but shame;
Then at last, when undone,
I ceased the vain strife;
T’my soul, then from God’s Son
Came water of life. [Refrain]

3 This fountain of cleansing
Is open to all
Who, seeking the blessing,
On Jesus Christ call;
Now go to Him, friendless,
There’s death in the strife,
But bliss that is endless
Thro’ water of life. [Refrain]