There Is A Fountain

A# D# A# F There is a foun-tain filled with blood Drawn from Im-man-uel’s veins; A# D# A# F A# And sinners, plunged be-neath that flood, Lose all their guilt-y stains A# F D# A# F Lose all their guilt-y stains, Lose all their guilt-y stains; A# D# A# F A# And sinners, plunged be-neath that flood, Lose all their guilt-y stains. A# D# A# F The dy-ing thief re-joiced to see That foun-tain in His day; A# D# A# F A# And there may I, though vile as he, Wash all my sins a - way; A# F D# A# F Wash all my sins a-way, Wash all my sins a - way; A# D# A# F A# And there may I, though vile as he, Wash all my sins a - way. A# D# A# F Dear dy-ing Lamb, Thy pre-cious blood Shall nev-er lose its pow'r A# D# A# F A# Till all the ran-somed church of God Be saved to sin no more; A# F D# A# F Be saved to sin no more, Be saved to sin no more; A# D# A# F A# Till all the ran-somed church of God Be saved to sin no more A# D# A# F E'er since by faith I saw the stream Thy flow-ing wounds sup-ply, A# D# A# F A# Re -deem- ing love has been my theme, And shall be till I die; A# F D# A# F And shall be till I die, And shall be till I die; A# D# A# F A# Re -deem- ing love has been my theme, And shall be till I die A# D# A# F When this poor, lisping, stamm’ring tongue Lies silent in the grave, A# D# A# F A# Then in a nobler, sweeter song, I’ll sing Thy pow’r to save. A# F D# A# F I’ll sing Thy pow’r to save, I’ll sing Thy pow’r to save. A# D# A# F A# Then in a nobler, sweeter song, I’ll sing Thy pow’r to save.