Hymnal: CHCS1898 #80 (1898) Meter: 8.6.8.6 Lyrics: 1 There is a fountain filled with blood
Drawn from Immanuel's veins;
And sinners, plunged neath 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 Then in a nobler, sweeter song,
I'll sing Thy power to save,
When this poor lisping, stammering tongue
Lies silent in the grave. Topics: Justification Languages: English Tune Title: BEDFORD
There is a fountain filled with blood