There's a fountain filled with blood
Where the lamb is lifted up.
Springs of grace bring forth new life
There beneath the wounds of christ.
Stains of sin are white as snow
In that precious crimson flow.
When you need a cleansing flood
There's a fountain filled with blood.
Mercy called me to his side
Where the blood was then applied,
And forever I am clean.
Now I stand free and redeemed.
Stains of sin are white as snow
In that precious crimson flow.
When you need a cleansing flood
There's a fountain filled with blood.
When you need a cleansing flood
There's a fountain filled with blood.