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
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
Dear dying Lamb, Thy precious blood
Shall never lose its pow’r
Till all the ransomed church of God
Are safe, to sin no more
Are safe, to sin no more
Are safe, to sin no more
Till all the ransomed church of God
Are safe, to sin no more
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