There Is a Fountain

If you'd like an MP3, please email [email protected] with your request. :-) I had someone request this song last year and then, while I had been singing it a little last week, they contacted me wondering if I might be doing this song. I thought that was rather neat timing. :-) Such good words. Whenever I sing a hymn with more than 5 verses, I'm reminded of years ago singing in churches and the singing director sometimes skipping verses. I couldn't see removing any to shorten the song as they are all so good. Should do a hashtag like #keepallverses. :-) Lyrics: 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. 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. Dear dying Lamb, Thy precious blood Shall never lose its pow’r, Till all the ransomed church of God Be saved, to sin no more: Be saved, to sin no more, Be saved, to sin no more; Till all the ransomed church of God Be saved, to sin no more. 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. When this poor, lisping, stamm’ring tongue Lies silent in the grave, Then in a nobler, sweeter song, I’ll sing Thy pow’r to save: I’ll sing Thy pow’r to save, I’ll sing Thy pow’r to save; Then in a nobler, sweeter song, I’ll sing Thy pow’r to save. Words by: William Cowper Music by: American melody (arr., pub. 1874)