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I: There is a fountain fill'd with blood / Drawn from Emmanuel's veins; / And sinners plunged beneath that flood / Lose all their guilty stains.
II: The dying thief rejoiced to see / That fountain in his day; / And there have I, as vile as he, / Wash'd all my sins away.
III: Dear dying Lamb, thy precious blood / Shall never lose its power / Till all the ransom'd church of God / Be saved, to sin no more.
IV: 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.
V: Then in a nobler, sweeter song, / I'll sing thy power to save --
When this poor lisping stamm'ring tongue / Lies silent in the grave.
VI: Lord, I believe thou hast prepared
(Unworthy though I be,)
For me a blood-bought free reward, / A golden harp for me!
VII: 'Tis strung, and tuned for endless years, / And form'd by power divine; / To sound in God the Father's ears / No other name but thine.