There Is A Fountain Filled With Blood chords by Norton Hall Band

There Is A Fountain

Verse 1
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There is a fountain filled with blood drawn from Immanuel's vein
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And sinners plunged beneath that flood lose all their guilty stains
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Lose all their guilty stains lose all their guilty stains
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And sinners plunged beneath that flood lose all their guilty stains

Verse 2
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The dying thief rejoiced to see that fountain in his day
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And there have I, though vile as he, washed all my sins away
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Washed all my sins away, washed all my sins away
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And there have I, though vile as he, washed all my sins away

Verse 3
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Dear dying Lamb, thy precious blood shall never lose its power
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Till all the ransomed church of God be saved, to sin no more
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Be saved, to sin no more, be saved, to sin no more
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Till all the ransomed church of God be saved, to sin no more

Verse 4
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E'er since, by faith, I saw the stream thy flowing wounds supply
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Redeeming love has been my theme, and shall be till I die
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And shall be till I die, and shall be till I die
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Redeeming love has been my theme, and shall be till I die

Verse 5
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When this poor lisping stamm?ring tongue lies silent in the grave
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Then in a nobler sweeter song I?ll sing Thy pow?r to save
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I?ll sing Thy pow?r to save, I?ll sing Thy pow?r to save
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