Archive for October 23rd, 2007

There is a fountain filled with blood

drawn from Emmanuel’s veins;

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.

Dear dying Lamb, Thy precious blood

shall never lose its power

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.

William Cowper

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