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There is a fountain filled with blood
drawn from Emmanuel’s veins;
And sinners plunged beneath that flood
lose all their guilty stains.
The fountain now is open wide,
I plunge beneath its crimson tide,
'Twas opened in the Saviour's side
For me, for me.
The dying thief rejoiced to see
that fountain in his day;
And there have I, though vile as he,
washed all my sins away.
The fountain now is open wide,
I plunge beneath its crimson tide,
'Twas opened in the Saviour's side
For me, for me.
Dear dying Lamb, Thy precious blood
shall never lose its power
Till all the ransomed church of God
be saved, to sin no more.
The fountain now is open wide,
I plunge beneath its crimson tide,
'Twas opened in the Saviour's side
For me, for me.
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.
The fountain now is open wide,
I plunge beneath its crimson tide,
'Twas opened in the Saviour's side
For me, for me.
And when this lisping, stam'ring tongue
Lies silent in the grave
Then, in a nobler, sweeter song
I'll sing thy power to save.
The fountain now is open wide,
I plunge beneath its crimson tide,
'Twas opened in the Saviour's side
For me, for me.
Then in a nobler, sweeter song,
I’ll sing Thy power to save,
When this poor lisping, stammering tongue
lies silent in the grave.
The fountain now is open wide,
I plunge beneath its crimson tide,
'Twas opened in the Saviour's side
For me, for me.
Lord, I believe thou hast prepared
(Unworthy though I be)
For me a blood-bought free reward,
A golden harp for me!
The fountain now is open wide,
I plunge beneath its crimson tide,
'Twas opened in the Saviour's side
For me, for me.
'Tis strung, and tuned, for endless years,
And formed by pow'r divine;
To sound, in God the Father's ears,
No other name but thine.
The fountain now is open wide,
I plunge beneath its crimson tide,
'Twas opened in the Saviour's side
For me, for me.
When this poor lisping, stammering tongue
Lies silent in the grave,
Then in a nobler, sweeter song
I'll sing Thy power to save.
The fountain now is open wide,
I plunge beneath its crimson tide,
'Twas opened in the Saviour's side
For me, for me.
---Alternative verses---
O dying Lamb, Thy precious blood
shall never lose its power
Till all the ransomed church of God
be saved, to sin no more.
The fountain now is open wide,
I plunge beneath its crimson tide,
'Twas opened in the Saviour's side
For me, for me.
Thou dying Lamb, Thy precious blood
shall never lose its power
Till all the ransomed church of God
be saved, to sin no more.
The fountain now is open wide,
I plunge beneath its crimson tide,
'Twas opened in the Saviour's side
For me, for me.
Soon in a nobler, sweeter song,
I’ll sing Thy power to save,
And with the heavenly,
blood-bought throng
My palm if victory wave.
The fountain now is open wide,
I plunge beneath its crimson tide,
'Twas opened in the Saviour's side
For me, for me.
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LYRICS
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Meter:
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8 6 8 6 r 8 6 8 4
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Dates:
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1779
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Bible Refs:
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Jn 19:34; 1 Jn 1:7;
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LIST OF LYRIC SOURCES
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Hymn/Song Book
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Year
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Song #
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| 1815 | # 75 | | 1893 | # 59 |
MUSIC
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Name:
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THE FOUNTAIN NOW IS OPEN WIDE
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Meter:
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8 6 8 6 r 8 6 8 4
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Dates:
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LIST OF MUSIC SOURCES
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Hymn/Song Book
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Song #
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Key
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| # 59 | Bb |
ALTERNATIVE TUNES
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Name
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meter
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| 8 6 8 6 (C.M.) and refra |
echo ' | ';
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Hymn Writer
