Verse 1
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
Verse 2
The dying thief rejoiced to see
That fountain in his day
And there may I, though vile as he
Wash my sins away
Wash my sins away
Chorus
This I know, this I know
There is nothing but the blood
That makes me whole
This I know, this I know
It's your blood that washes
Whiter than the snow
Verse 3
The dying lamb, thy precious blood
Shall never lose its power
Till all the ransomed church of God
Saved to sin no more
Saved to sin no more
Verse 4
Since, by faith, I saw the stream
Thy flowing wounds supply
Redeeming love has been my theme
Shall be till I die
Shall be till I die