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SDA Hymnal #336

There Is a Fountain

Topic: Salvation and Redemption

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Key of Bb

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Tonic Sol-fa — Stanza 1

Movable-do sol-fa auto-derived from the public-domain melody in Bb. A rehearsal aid — check it against the score before printing.

do miTheresoisdoafa lafountainsofilledmiwithdoblood,
soDrawndofromla so miImmanuel'sdoveins;
miAndso tisinnersmiplungedso labeneathsothatmiflood,
doLosereallretheirdo miguiltysostains
doLosefaalllatheirso miguiltydostains,
soLosedoalllatheirso miguiltydostains;
reAndmi dosinnersreplungedso mibeneathsothatdoflood,
soLosesoalldotheirre miguiltydostains.

Lyrics

Verse 1

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.

Verse 2

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 away; And there may I, though vile as he, Wash all my sins away.

Verse 3

Thou dying Lamb! Thy precious blood Shall never lose its power Till all the ransomed church of God Are saved, to sin no more, Are saved, to sin no more, Are saved, to sin no more; Till all the ransomed church of God Are saved, to sin no more.

Verse 4

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, And shall be till I die, And shall be till I die; Redeeming love has been my theme, And shall be till I die.

Verse 5

Lord, I believe Thou hast prepared, Unworthy though I be, For me a blood-bought, free reward, A golden harp for me! A golden harp for me! A golden harp for me! For me a blood-bought, free reward, A golden harp for me!

Verse 6

There in a nobler, sweeter song, I'll sing Thy power to save, When this poor lisping, stammering tongue Is ransomed from the grave, Is ransomed from the grave, Is ransomed from the grave; When this poor lisping, stammering tongue Is ransomed from the grave.