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.
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There is a fountain
C
filled with
G
blood
Drawn from Immanuel's
D-D7
veins;
And
G
sinners, plunged be
C
neath that
G
flood,
Lose all their
D7
guilty
G
stains:
Lose all their
G7
guilty
C
stains,
Lose
G
all their guilty
D-D7
stains;
And
G
sinners, plunged be
C
neath that
G
flood,
Lose all their
D7
guilty
G-C-G
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.
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.
G
The dying thief rejoiced
C
to see
That fountain in his day;
And
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there may I, though
C
vile as
G
he,
Wash all my
D7
sins
G
away:
Wash all my
G7
sins
C
away,
Wash
G
all my sins
D-D7
away;
And
G
there may I, though
C
vile as
G
he,
Wash all my
D7
sins
G-C-G
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.
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.
G
Dear dying Lamb, Thy
C
precious
G
blood
Shall never lose its
D-D7
power,
Till
G
all the ransomed
C
ones of
G
God
Be saved, to
D7
sin no
G
more:
Be saved, to
G7
sin no
C
more,
Be
G
saved, to sin no
D-D7
more;
Till
G
all the ransomed
C
ones of
G
God,
Be saved to
D7
sin no
G-C-G
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.
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.
G
E'er since by faith I
C
saw the
G
stream
Thy flowing wounds supply,
G
Redeeming love has
C
been my
G
theme,
And shall be
D7
till I
G
die:
And shall be
G7
till I
C
die,
And
G
shall be till I
D-D7
die;
G
Redeeming love has
C
been my
G
theme,
And shall be
D7
till I
G-C-G
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.
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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When this poor lisping,
C G
stammering tongue
Lies silent in the grave,
Then
G
in a nobler,
C
sweeter
G
song,
I'll sing Thy
D7
power
G
to save:
I'll sing Thy
G7
power
C
to save,
I'll
G
sing Thy power
D-D7
to save;
Then
G
in a nobler,
C
sweeter
G
song,
I'll sing Thy
D7
power
G-C-G
to save.