There is a fountain, filled with blood
Drawn from immanuel'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 theif 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 away
Doo-ba-doo-ba-doo-ba-doo-ba
There's a fountain, filled with blood
Drawn from immanuel's veins
Swee-ba-doo- dooby! swee -ba-doo-da!
And the sinners plunged beneath that flood!
Bop-bop-ba-dop ba-ya-ba-da-boo-doo-dop!
And sinners plunged beneath that flood
Lose all their guilty, lose all their guilty
Lose all their guilty, stain
Guilty stain, their guilty stain