Songtext
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 may I, tho' vile as he
Wash all my sins away
Wash all my sins away
Wash all my sins away
And there may I, tho' vile as he
Wash all my sins away
Ever since, by faith, I saw the stream
Thy 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, stamm'ring tongue
Lies silent in the grave
Then in a nobler, sweeter song
I'll sing thy pow'r to save
I'll sing thy pow'r to save
I'll sing thy pow'r to save
Then in a nobler, sweeter song
I'll sing thy pow'r to save.
