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
Dear dying Lamb, Thy precious blood
Shall never lose it's power
‘Til all the ransomed church of God
Be saved to sin no more
Be saved to sin no more, be saved to sin no more
‘Til all the ransomed church of God be saved to sin no more
E'er since by faith I saw the stream
Thy flowing wounds supplied
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
