(William Cowper - Lowell Mason)



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.



When this poor lisping, stammering tongue lies silent in the grave

Then in a nobler sweeter song I'll sing Thy power to save

I'll sing Thy power to save, I'll sing Thy power to save

Then in a nobler sweeter song I'll sing Thy power to save.



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The dying thief rejoiced to see that fountain in His day

And there may I though vile as He wash all my sins away

Wash all my sins away, wash all my sins away

And there may I though vile as He washed all my sins away...