"Fountain Full Of Blood" lyrics - TWINKIE CLARK

There is a fountain filled with blood
Drawn from Immanuel's veins
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, vile as he, washed all my sins away
Washed all my sins away, washed them all away, washed them all away
Washed all my sins away, washed them all away, every spot and every blemish
And there may I, though vile as he, washed all my sins, washed all my sins
Washed, washed all my sins, washed all my sins, my sins
Washed all, oh Jesus, I've got to have my sins washed away
Washed all of them away
Away