Precious Blood †††††††††††††

Don Fortner

(Tune: When I Can Read My Title Clear #497†††† CM)

A fountain from the throne of God

†††††† Of life abundant springs,

†††††† That through Immanuelís precious blood

†††††† Eternal blessings bring.

 

 

My awful debt I could not pay.

†††††† Justly condemned I stood,

†††††† ĎTil Jesus came and washed away

†††††† My debt with His own blood.

 

 

My debt He paid and washed away

†††††† My sins beneath the flood.

†††††† My guilt my Savior took away

†††††† By His atoning blood.

 

 

The voice that speaks in heavín for me,

†††††† And there secures my good,

†††††† Is that which took the curse from me,

†††††† Christís all-prevailing blood!

 

 

Christís blood my tongue on earth employs;

†††††† And, at the throne of God,

†††††In heaven I will sing with joy

†††††† Of Jesusí precious blood!