There is a fountain filled with blood

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.
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:
  Wash all my sins away,
  Wash all my sins away;
And there may I, though vile as he,
  Wash all my sins away.
3
Dear dying Lamb, Thy precious blood
  Shall never lose its power,
Till all the ransomed ones of God
  Be saved, to sin no more:
  Be saved, to sin no more,
  Be saved, to sin no more;
Till all the ransomed ones of God,
  Be saved to sin no more.
4
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.
5
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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Rose

Bergen, NJ, United States

I love this song so much. When I here are sing this song, I feel so peaceful.


Deb

Seattle, WA, United States

This is my favorite hymn! I have a copy of Olney Hymns. There are two additional stanzas that are left off of current hymnals.

6. Lord I believe thou hast prepared

(Unworthy though I be)

For me a blood-bought free reward,

A golden harp for me.

7. ‘Tis strung, and tuned, for endless years,

And formed by power divine;

To sound to God the Father’s ears

No other name but thine.


Ayanda Joseph

Abuja, FCT, Nigeria

Thank you Yahweh for your perfect redemption through Jesus blood.


Elisabeth Fancher

Irving, Texas, United States

This song is very dear to my family it was the last song that my great grandad Cleo Fancher lead before he got really sick and couldn’t lead songs anymore and the line “When this poor lisping stammering tongue lies silent in the grave” it always reminded my dad of when he visited him in the hospital and seeing his swollen tongue and couldn’t talk or sing and because he loved music and singing so much he thought his children and they taught their children and they taught us and I am so grateful for the legacy that Great grandad has left because now we can keep singing praises to our God and we can continue to sing in heaven I’m so glad that God put me in this family my love for music would never be the same


Linda

I love the old hymns.


Reuben Ngosa

Kabwe, Central, Zambia

wonder hymn


Stine

Las Vegas, NV, United States

This song always reminds me of communion service in the old days they don't sing it anymore


Joseph

Bengaluru, Karnataka, India

Wash all my sins away!!!!!


David Busch

Lubbock, Texas, United States

I am washed saints!!!!! Hallelujah!!!!


Carson Maher

Lubbock, TX, United States

Amen thank you for the precious blood!

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