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Text: | The Fountain Oepned |
Author: | Cowper |
1 There is a fountain filled with blood,
Drawn from Immanuel’s veins,
And sinners plunged beneath that flood,
Lose all their guilty stains.
2 [The dying thief rejoiced to see
That fountain in his day;
And there have I, as vile as he,
Washed all my sins away.]
3 [Dear dying Lamb! thy precious blood
Shall never lose its power,
Till all the ransomed church of God
Be saved, to sin no more.]
4 E’er since, by faith, I saw the stream
Thy flowing wounds supply,
Redeeming love has been my theme,
And shall be till I die.
5 But when this lisping, stammering tongue
Lies silent in the grave,
Then, in a nobler, sweeter song,
I’ll sing thy power to save.
Text Information | |
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First Line: | There is a fountain fill'd with blood |
Title: | The Fountain Oepned |
Author: | Cowper |
Meter: | C. M. |
Language: | English |
Publication Date: | 1844 |
Topic: | Sufferings, Death, and Cross of Christ |