STANZA 1
There is a fountain filled with blood
drawn from Immanuel’s veins,
and sinners plunged beneath that flood
lose all their guilty stains.

STANZA 2
The dying thief rejoiced to see
that fountain in his day;
and there have I, as vile as he,
washed all my sins away.

STANZA 3
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.

STANZA 4
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.

STANZA 5
When this poor lisping, stamm’ring tongue
lies silent in the grave,
then in a nobler sweeter song
I’ll sing Thy pow’r to save.

—William Cowper, 1771