There is a fountain filled with blood Drawn from Emmanuel’s veins And sinners plunged beneath that flood Lose all their guilty stains
Lose all their guilty stains Lose all their guilty stains And sinners plunged beneath that flood Lose all their guilty stains
When this poor lisping, stammering tongue Lies silent in the grave Then in a nobler, sweeter song I’ll sing Thy power to save
I’ll sing Thy power to save I’ll sing Thy power to save Then in a nobler, sweeter song I’ll sing Thy power to saveTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
