Album: Take Time To Be Holy
There is a fountain filled with blood
Drawn from Immanuel's veins
And sinners, plunged beneath that flood
Lose all their guilty stains
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
Wash all my sins all away
And there may I, though vile as he
Wash all my, wash my sins away
When this poor lisping, stammering tongue
Lies silent in the grave
Then in a nobler, sweeter song
I will sing Thy power to save
When this poor lisping, stammering tongue
Lies silent in the grave
Lies silent in the grave
Lies silent, silent in the grave
When this poor lisping, stammering tongue
Lies silent, silent in the grave
And sinners, plunged
Every sinner plunged beneath that flood
Lose all their guilty stains
Lose all, gonna lose all their guilty stains
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