There is a Fountain

When I need encouragement, I listen to hymns. My favorite cd is Together For the Gospel Live. As I was listening to the cd this evening, the hymn "There is a Fountain," caused my heart to long for the days when I would sin no more...That day is coming, Praise His Name....

There is a fountain filled with blood 
 drawn from Emmanuel'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 may I, though vile as he, 
 wash all my sins away.
 Wash all my sins away, 
 wash all my sins away; 
 and there may I, though vile as he, 
 wash 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. 
 Be saved, to sin no more, 
 be saved, to sin no more; 
 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. 
 And shall be till I die, 
 and shall be till I die; 
 redeeming love has been my theme, 
 and shall be till I die. 

 Then in a nobler, sweeter song, 
 I'll sing thy power to save, 
 when this poor lisping, stammering tongue 
 lies silent in the grave. 
 Lies silent in the grave, 
 lies silent in the grave; 
 when this poor lisping, stammering tongue 
 lies silent in the grave.

When I need encouragement, I listen to hymns. My favorite cd is Together For the Gospel Live. As I was listening to the cd this evening, the hymn "There is a Fountain," caused my heart to long for the days when I would sin no more...That day is coming, Praise His Name....

There is a fountain filled with blood 
 drawn from Emmanuel'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 may I, though vile as he, 
 wash all my sins away.
 Wash all my sins away, 
 wash all my sins away; 
 and there may I, though vile as he, 
 wash 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. 
 Be saved, to sin no more, 
 be saved, to sin no more; 
 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. 
 And shall be till I die, 
 and shall be till I die; 
 redeeming love has been my theme, 
 and shall be till I die. 

 Then in a nobler, sweeter song, 
 I'll sing thy power to save, 
 when this poor lisping, stammering tongue 
 lies silent in the grave. 
 Lies silent in the grave, 
 lies silent in the grave; 
 when this poor lisping, stammering tongue 
 lies silent in the grave.