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 have I, though vile as he Wash all my sins away Wash all my sins away Wash all my sins away And there have I, though vile as he Wash all my sins away ♪ Dear dying Lamb, Thy precious blood Shall never lose its pow'r 'Til all the ransomed church of God Be saved to sin no more Be saved to sin no more Be saved to sin no more 'Til 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 'til I die And shall be 'til I die And shall be 'til I die Redeeming love has been my theme And shall be 'til 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