Fountain
Wolves At The Gate
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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
Lose all their guilty stains
Lose all their guilty stains
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The dying thief rejoiced to see that fountain in his day
And there have I, though vile as he, washed all my sins away
With all my guilty stains
Wash all my sins away
Wash all my sins away
Wash all my sins away
Wash all my sins away
For since by faith, I saw the stream thy flowing wounds supply
Redeeming love has been my theme and shall be till I die
Composition: Stephen Cobucci, Abishai Collingsworth, Steve Cobucci, and Abishai J Collingsworth
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