There Is A Blessed Fount Of Blood,
It Flows From Jesus’ Side;
And I Have Plunged My Guilty Soul
Beneath Its Cleansing Tide.

Blessed Fountain Of Blood,
I Have Plunged ‘Neath Its Flood;
And Now Its Cleansing Billows Roll,
Through All My Happy Soul.

There Is A Blessed Fount Of Blood,
‘Tis Streaming O’er My Heart;
Through All My Soul Its Tranquil Joy
Enlivens Every Part.

There Is A Blessed Fount Of Blood,
Whose Virtue Stands Between
A Barren Land Of Sin And Shame,
And Fields Of Living Green.

There Is A Blessed Fount Of Blood,
Which Gladdens All My Life;
It Saves Me Now, Oh, Joy To Know,
From Sorrow, Sin, And Strife.