There is a fount­ain flowing free,
With bright and crim­son sheen;
’Twas op­ened in King Da­vid’s time,
To make the sin­ner clean.

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This fount­ain op­ened in Da­vid’s time,
Still flows with grace di­vine;
And who­so­ev­er will en­ter in,
Shall be saved and cleansed from sin.

On Cal­va­ry’s brow the Sav­ior bled,
For you, His life He gave;
He bore the sins of all the world,
And from all sins doth save.

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Come, sin­ner, come, your sins con­fess,
And let this fount­ain roll;
With cleans­ing pow­er the crim­son tide
Will wash and make you whole.

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I come, O Lord, with con­trite heart,
I all my sins for­sake;
I plead Thy pro­mise, trust Thy Word,
I now my Sav­ior take.

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