From the recording 'Til We Meet Again

Traditional English hymn


There is a fountain of Christ's blood
Wide open stretched for to drown our sins
Where Jesus stands with open arms
Of mercy to invite us in

His crown of thorns set on with scorn
He sold his pain his fleshly store
With ragged nails through hands and feet
They nailed our rich redeemer sweet

With a bloody spear they pierced his heart
And bruised his bleeding body sore
From every wound the blood ran down
The spring of life could bleed no more

When all his precious blood was spent
The thunder roared and the rocks did rent
The earth did quake and clouds did rumble
Which made hell shake and devils tremble

The sun and moon a-mourning went
The seas did roar and the temples rent
And the richness of Christ's precious blood
Did open graves and raise the dead