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| There is a fountain filled with blood 
 
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|  | 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. |