There's a fountain filled with blood Where the lamb is lifted up. Springs of grace bring forth new life There beneath the wounds of christ. Stains of sin are white as snow In that precious crimson flow. When you need a cleansing flood There's a fountain filled with blood. Mercy called me to his side Where the blood was then applied, And forever I am clean. Now I stand free and redeemed. Stains of sin are white as snow In that precious crimson flow. When you need a cleansing flood There's a fountain filled with blood. When you need a cleansing flood There's a fountain filled with blood.