(Part of a series singing through the hymnbook I grew up with: Great Hymns of the Faith)

This is definitely a classic hymn.  It doesn’t have a chorus, but each verse has some ending lines that do a repetitive amplification of the thought.  It is a an excellent lyrical technique, and makes the song easier to sing and remember.

1

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;

And sinners plunged beneath that flood Lose all their guilty stains.

2

The dying thief rejoiced to see That fountain in his day,

And there may I, though vile as he, Wash all my sins away:

Wash all my sins away, Wash all my sins away;

And there may I, though vile as he, Wash all my sins away.

3

Dear dying Lamb, Thy precious blood Shall never lose its pow’r,

Till all the ransomed Church of God Be saved to sin no more:

Be saved to sin no more, Be saved to sin no more;

Till all the ransomed Church of God Be saved to sin no more.

4

E’er since by faith I saw the stream Thy flowing wounds supply,

Redeeming love has been my theme And shall be till I die:

And shall be till I die, And shall be till I die;

Redeeming love has been my theme and shall be till I die.

5

When this poor lisping, stamm’ring tongue Lies silent in the grave,

Then in a nobler, sweeter song, I’ll sing Thy pow’r to save;

I’ll sing Thy pow’r to save, I’ll sing Thy pow’r to save:

Then in a nobler, sweeter song, I’ll sing Thy pow’r to save.