196 - Blessed be the Fountain

Blessed be the fountain of blood, To a world of sinners revealed; Blessed be the dear Son of God; Only by His stripes we are healed.  Tho I’ve wandered far from His fold, Bringing to my heart pain and woe, Wash me in the blood of the Lamb, And I shall be whiter than snow.

Whiter than the snow, Whiter than the snow, Wash me in the blood of the Lamb, And I shall be whiter than snow.

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Thorny was the crown that He wore, And the cross His body overcame; Grievous were the sorrows He bore, But He suffered Thus not in vain.  May I to that fountain be led, Made to cleanse my sins here below; Wash me in the blood that He shed, And I shall be whiter than snow.

Whiter than the snow, Whiter than the snow, Wash me in the blood of the Lamb, And I shall be whiter than snow.

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Father, I have wandered from Thee, Often has my heart gone astray; Crimson do my sins seem to me, Water cannot wash them away.  Jesus, to the fountain of Thine, Leaning on Thy promise, I go; Cleanse me by Thy washing divine, And I shall be whiter than snow.

Whiter than the snow, Whiter than the snow, Wash me in the blood of the Lamb, And I shall be whiter than snow.

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