The Golden Sheaf ‎#201

201. There is a fountain filled with blood

1 There is a fountain filled with blood,
Drawn from Immanuel's veins;
And sinners plunged beneath that flood,
Lose all their guilty stains.
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.
And there may I, though vile as he,
Wash 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.
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.
Redeeming love has been my theme,
And shall be till I die.

5 But in a nobler, sweeter song,
I'll sing thy power to save
When this poor lisping, stammering tongue
Is ransomed from from the grave.
When this poor lisping, stammering tongue
Is ransomed from the grave.

Text Information

• First Line: There is a fountain filled with blood
• Author: W. Cowper
• Publication Date: 1902

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