A wonderful bev’rage, my coffee is poured,
A wonderful bev’rage to me;
It bringeth me joy as it filleth my pot
Where rivers of pleasure I see.
It bringeth me joy as it filleth my pot
That breweth each morn as I stand;
It bringeth me life as it perketh caffeine,
And filleth the cup in my hand,
And filleth the cup in my hand.
A favorite in my church.