VERSE 1
There is a fountain filled with blood Drawn from Immanuel’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
VERSE 2
The dying thief rejoiced to see That fountain in his day
And there may I, though vile as he Washed all my sins away
Washed all my sins away Washed all my sins away
And there may I, though vile as he Washed all my sins away
VERSE 3
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
And shall be till I die And shall be till I die
Redeeming love has been my theme And shall be till I die