In the bless­èd crim­son foun­tain
I’ve been washed and saved from sin,
He who died on Cal­va­ry’s mount­ain
Gives me pre­cious peace with­in.

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O the bless­èd crim­son foun­tain,
Free for all its wa­ters flow;
Come and test its heal­ing mer­it—
It will make you white as snow.

Though life’s road is rough and drea­ry,
Though through dan­gers I must go,
Christ is with me as I jour­ney,
And no harm my soul shall know.

Refrain

I will trust my lov­ing Sav­ior,
Faithful will I strive to be,
Till I reach the land of pro­mise,
And His won­drous glo­ry see.

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