Joys are flowing like a river,
Since the Comforter has come;
He abides with us forever,
Makes the trusting heart His home.
Blessèd quietness, holy quietness,Bringing life and health and gladness,
What assurance in my soul!
On the stormy sea, He speaks peace to me,
How the billows cease to roll!
All around this heav’nly Guest,
Banished unbelief and sadness,
Changed our weariness to rest. (Refrain)
Like the rain that falls from Heaven,
Like the sunlight from the sky,
So the Holy Ghost is given,
Coming on us from on high. (Refrain)
See, a fruitful field is growing,
Blessèd fruit of righteousness;
And the streams of life are flowing
In the lonely wilderness. (Refrain)
What a wonderful salvation,
Where we always see His face!
What a perfect habitation,
What a quiet resting place! (Refrain)
Text: Manie P. Ferguson (1897)
Music: W.S. Marshall (1897)