Friday, April 6, 2012

The Cross

There is a fountain filled with blood
Drawn from Emmanuel'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.

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.


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Joyce said...

I love that hymn. Thanks for sharing this version. Happy Easter!

CeeCee said...

Wow. What a beautiful song. I love coming back to your blog because it's still a blessing. I missed you! Happy Easter.