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

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, stammering tongue
Lies silent in the grave
Then in a nobler, sweeter song
I'll sing Thy power to save
I'll sing Thy power to save
I'll sing Thy power to save
Then in a nobler, sweeter song
I'll sing Thy power to save

For sinners plunged beneath that flood
Lose all their guilty stains