Jesus our Savior

There is a fountain filled with blood



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.


The dying thief rejoiced to see

that fountain in his day;

And there have I, though vile as he,

washed all my sins away.

Washed all my sins away,

washed all my sins away;

And there have I, though vile as he,

washed all my sins away.


Dear dying Lamb,

Thy precious blood shall never lose its power

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 forever be.

And shall forever be,

and shall forever be;

Redeeming love has been my theme,

and shall forever be.


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.


Lord, I believe Thou hast prepared,

unworthy though I be,

For me a blood bought free reward,

a golden harp for me!

’Tis strung and tuned for endless years,

and formed by power divine,

To sound in God the Father’s ears

no other name but Thine.





-Living Only for Him and Only He knows my life-