There Is A Fountain Filled With Blood
There Is a Fountain Filled with Blood
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;
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;
And there may I, though vile as he,
Wash all my sins away.
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,
And shall be till I die;
Redeeming love has been my theme,
And shall be till I die.
Then in a nobler, sweeter song,
I’ll sing Thy pow’r to save,
When this poor lisping, stammering tongue
Lies silent in the grave,
Lies silent in the grave;
When this poor lisping, stammering tongue
Lies silent in the grave.
WILLIAM COWPER suffered from deep depression for most of his life. In 1764 he found himself within the walls of an institution for the mentally ill. There in the asylum, William Cowper found Christ through reading the Bible.
Despite his emotional pain, or perhaps because of it, Cowper produced literature of amazing insight. He is still renowned in literary circles as one of England’s greatest poets.
Today’s hymn, written about 1770, is based on Zechariah 13:1. Cowper would certainly be surprised that the work of his “poor lisping, stammering tongue” has filled the mouths of millions who claim the blood of Christ as their atonement.
On that day a fountain will be opened for the dynasty of David and for the people of Jerusalem, a fountain to cleanse them from all their sins and impurity.
Zechariah 13:1
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