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 may I, though vile as he,
Wash all my sins away.
3 Thou dying Lamb! thy precious blood
Shall never lose its power,
Till all the ransomed Church of God
Are 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.
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First Line: | There is a fountain filled with blood |
Title: | Fountain |
Publication Date: | 1884 |
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Name: | [There is a fountain filled with blood] |
Key: | C Major |