Вступление
(Capo 3)
Verse 1
There is a foun-tain filled with blood Drawn from Im-man-uels veins;
And sinners plunged beneath that flood, Lose all their guilt-y stains:
Chorus
There is a fountain, a precious fountain,
And it will never lose its power
It shall forever cleanse like a river
flowing from the Lamb of God.
Verse 2
The dy-ing thief re-joiced to see That foun-tain in His day;
And there may I, though vile as he, Wash all my sins a - way;
Bridge
We will sing thy power to save
Jesus washed our sins away
(Repeat 4x)