The Fountain

Verse 1

There is a fountain opened wide, Whence streams of living waters flow; ’Twas opened when Immanuel died, To cleanse from sin and save from woe.

Chorus

Oh, precious fountain, Oh, crimson fountain, ’Tis flowing free for you and me; O come, and drink and live.

Verse 2

The dwellers of Jerusalem, The heirs of David’s royal line; May to this sacred fountain come, And wash away each guilty stain.

Verse 3

Here love, in one perpetual stream, Descends to all of Adam’s race; Let songs immortal swell the theme, The wonders of redeeming grace.

Verse 4

Let Jew and Gentile blend their lays, As down at Jesus’ feet they fall; High raise the song of rapturous praise, And crown the Savior Lord of all.