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.
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.
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.
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.
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.
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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London, Westminster, United Kingdom
I love this hyme, just came to mind this morning and I had to come to the Internet to search for it. Thank you for sharing
Indiana, United States
I have listened to this song since I was a little girl. And I am way into my 60s at this time. I’ve always loved this song. I love the lyrics to it and I love the music part to it. I don’t know what you call them. But thank you for them and you’re willingness too, still keep them good hymns out there cause we all need them and I love them
Alton, Il, United States
My Soul Heart and mind
Sing this
Lovely hymn
Or such
Redemption
A King came to
Save ALL
AMEN
Lira, West City Division, Uganda
Great blessing
Urbana, IL, United States
My mom taught me this song and had me memorize it. I am so thankful for my mom that she taught the power of the blood of Jesus! Thank you Jesus and I love you very, very much. Soli deo Gloria, Amen.
Amen
Raleigh, NC, United States
Why are the lyrics in the 5th verse out of order? The verse in the hymnal that I have is as follows and has a clearer meaning.
Then in a nobler, sweeter song,
I’ll sing Thy power to save
When this poor lisping, stammering tongue
Lies silent in the grave,
Lies silent in the grave,
Lies silent in the grave,
When this poor lisping, stammering tongue
Lies silent in the grave.
Mansfield, Ohio, United States
I researched the author of the lyrics for this hymn. William Cowper (pronounced Cooper) suffered from severe depression. He struggled with his sin a great deal. I believe even after his conversion. This hymn really brings out the power and hope in the blood. I think this is his experience. It strengthens my faith in the blood and my total redemption.
Kaduna South, Kaduna State, Nigeria
This is indeed a song of hope.... My wife ensured I go through the lyrics and ever since it has become my song in times of despair, Glory to God!!!
My poor lisping tongue indeed! My sin is so deep, but his love is deeper still!