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1 There is a fountain filled with blood
Drawn from Immanuel's vein;
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 Ever since, by faith, I saw the stream
Thy flowing wounds supply,
Redeeming love has been my theme,
And shall be till I die.
Text Information | |
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First Line: | There is a fountain filled with blood |
Language: | English |
Publication Date: | 1909 |
Notes: | Now Public Domain. [Text only, with tune name given] |