Tekster: Bill and Gloria Gaither. How Great Thou Art. There Is A Fountain Filled With Blood.

There is a fountain filled with blood drawn from Emmanuel's vein; 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 away;
and there may, I though vile as he,
wash all my sins way.