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Sunday, March 2, 2014

Christ Centred Spiritual Songs (Part 2) There is a Fountain

'There is a Fountain Filled with Blood' was written by William Cowper in 1772 after a period of manic depression and several failed suicide attempts. After the final failed suicide attempt, Cowper was plagued by extreme guilt, however it was from this place of darkness that the following hymn emerged.

Anyone who has known depth of sin, guilt and grace will be moved by this hymn.

This is the traditional version, I prefer the modern version which develops the last line of each Stanza into a chorus -- this emphasises some of the most powerful lines in the hymn: 'And sinners plunged beneath that flood lose all their guilty stains'; 'And there have I, though vile as he, washed all my sins away.'; and, one of my favourite lines: 'Till all the ransomed church of God be saved, to sin no more.'

I love this hymn because it encapsulates essential gospel elements: The blood of Christ saves us from both the guilt of sin and the power of sin!

There is a fountain filled with blood drawn from Emmanuel’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.
 
The dying thief rejoiced to see that fountain in his day;
And there have I, though vile as he, washed all my sins away.
Washed all my sins away, washed all my sins away;
And there have I, though vile as he, washed all my sins away.
 
Dear dying Lamb, Thy precious blood shall never lose its power
Till all the ransomed church of God be saved, to sin no more.
Be saved, to sin no more, be saved, to sin no more;
Till all the ransomed church of God be saved, to sin no more.
 
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.
 
Then in a nobler, sweeter song, I’ll sing Thy power to save,
When this poor lisping, stammering tongue lies silent in the grave.
Lies silent in the grave, lies silent in the grave;
When this poor lisping, stammering tongue lies silent in the grave.



http://www.godtube.com/watch/?v=9FBMFNNU