‘In that day there shall be a fountain opened to the house of David and to the inhabitants of Jerusalem for sin and for uncleanness.’
—Zechariah 13:1

‘There is a fountain filled with blood
       Drawn from EMMANUAL’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, as vile as he,
       Washed all my sins away.

‘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.

‘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.

‘But when this lisping, stammering tongue
       Lies silent in the grave,
Then in a nobler, sweeter song
       I’ll sing thy power to save.’
—William Cowper