47. The gushing rill

1 Oh if for me the cup you fill,
Then fill it from the gushing rill,
With water pure and sparkling bright,
As clear as truth, and free as light.

Then if for me, the cup you fill,
O fill it from the gushing rill.

2 Speak not to me of ruby wine,
Of nectar cups and draughts divine,
The taste of bitter tears is there,
For those we love and hold most dear. [Refrain]

3 Give not to me the mantling brim,
Whose dancing bubbles gaily swim,
For in each shining crystal round,
A deadly lurking fiend is found. [Refrain]

Text Information
First Line: Oh if for me the cup you fill
Title: The gushing rill
Refrain First Line: Then if for me
Publication Date: 1892
Topic: Temperance
Tune Information
Name: [O if for me the cup you fill]
Composer: W. T. Giffe


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