(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.