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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.