There is a fountain filled with blood (unsourced)

Praise for the fountain opened by William Cowper


 * There is a fountain filled with blood
 * Drawn from EMMANUEL'S veins;
 * And sinners, plunged beneath that flood,
 * Loose all their guilty stains.


 * The dying thief rejoiced to see
 * That fountain in his day;
 * And there have I, as vile as he,
 * Washed 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.


 * 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.


 * Then in a nobler sweeter song
 * I'll sing thy pow'r to save
 * When this poor lisping stamm'ring 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 pow'r divine;
 * To sound, in God the Father's ears,
 * No other name but thine.