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Show THERE IS A FOUNTAIN There is a fountain filled with blood, Drawn from Immanuel’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. Se A fe He Ae Oe fe fe he he He ee ae fe oie fe ee ae a oie 2 KOK 2k ae ak oO ke ok 9k OK OK Ok AT THE CROSS Alas! And did my Savior bleed? And did my Sov-reign die? Would He devote that sacred head For such a worm as I? Was it for crimes that I have done He groaned upon the tree? Amazing pity! Grace unknown! And love beyond degree! At the cross, at the cross where I first saw the light, And the burdens of my heart rolled away It was there by faith I received my sight, And now I am happy all the day! |