There Is a Fountain Filled with Blood

There is a fountain filled with blood Drawn from Emmanuel's veins And sinners plunged beneath that flood Lose all their guilty stains Lose all their guilty stains Lose all their guilty stains And sinners plunged beneath that flood Lose all their guilty stains The dying thief rejoiced to see That fountain in his day And there have I, as vile as he Washed all my sins away Washed all my sins away Washed all my sins away And there have I, as vile as he Washed all my sins away E'er since by faith I saw the stream Your flowing wounds supply Redeeming love has been my theme And shall be 'til I die And shall be 'til I die And shall be 'til I die Redeeming love has been my theme And shall be 'til I die When this poor lisping, stammering tongue Lies silent in the grave Then in a nobler, sweeter song I'll sing Your power to save I'll sing Your power to save I'll sing Your power to save Then in a nobler, sweeter song I'll sing Your power to save Dear dying Lamb, Your precious blood Shall never lose its power 'Til all the ransomed church of God Be saved to sin no more Be saved to sin no more Be saved to sin no more 'Til all the ransomed church of God Be saved to sin no more