Fountain
WOLVES AT THE GATE · Types & Shadows 2016 · Track 06 of 13
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 Lose all their guilty stains Lose all their guilty stains
The dying thief rejoiced to see that fountain in his day And there have I, thought vile as he, washed all my sins away With all my guilty stains
Washed all my sins away Washed all my sins away Washed all my sins away Washed all my sins away
Ever since by faith I saw the stream Your flowing wounds supplied Redeeming love has been my theme and shall be till I die