Sunday, 28 June 2009

the greatest theme tune?

There is a fountain filled with blood
drawn from Emmanuel’s veins;
And sinners plunged beneath that flood
lose all their guilty stains.

The dying thief rejoiced to see
that fountain in his day;
And there have I, though vile as he,
washed all my sins away.

Dear dying Lamb, Thy precious blood
shall never lose its power
Till all the ransomed church of God
be saved, to sin no more.

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.


When this poor lisping, stammering tongue
lies slilent in the grace
Then in a nobler, sweeter song,
I’ll sing Thy power to save.

William Cowper (1731-1800, ALT)

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