There Is A Fountain // Macie Rochester

There is a fountain filled with blood
Drawn from Immanuel's veins
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
Ere since by faith I saw that stream
Thy flowing wounds supplied
Redeeming love has been my theme
And shall be till I die