There is a fountain fill’d with blood
Drawn from Emmanuel’s veins;
And sinners, plung’d beneath that flood,
Loose all their guilty stains.
The dying thief rejoic’d to see
That fountain in his day;
And there have I, as vile as he,
Wash’d all my sins away.
Dear dying Lamb, Thy precious blood
Shall never lose its pow’r;
Till all the ransom’d church of God
Be sav’d, 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 prepar’d
(Unworthy tho’ I be)
For me a blood-bought free reward,
A golden harp for me!
’Tis strung, and tun’d, for endless years,
And form’d by pow’r divine;
To sound, in GOD the Father’s ears,
No other name but Thine.—William Cowper
Sovereign Grace Music
Red Mountain Music (new tune)
Other hymns, worship songs, prayers, sermons excerpts, or quotes posted today:
- I Could Not Do Without Thee at The Happy Wonderer
- Jehovah our righteousness at The Upward Call
- Glory to the Holy One at Theology for Girls
- Come, My Way, My Truth, My Life from Trevin Wax
- Your weekly dose of Spurgeon: Who? at Pyromaniacs
- He is precious at Tried With Fire
- The secret to spiritual health at Blogging Theologically
Have you posted a hymn (or sermon, sermon notes, prayer, etc.) today and I missed it? Let me know by leaving a link in the comments or by contacting me using the contact form linked above, and I’ll add your post to the list.