Citizens & Saints - There is a fountain

There ^Fis ^Ca fountain ^Amfilled wit^Gh blood, Drawn f^From ^CEmmanuel’s v^Ameins; ^G And s^Finner^Cs plunged ben^Ameath t^Ghat flood, Lose ^Fall t^Cheir guilty st^Amains. ^G Lose ^Fall t^Cheir guilty st^Amains, ^G Lose ^Fall t^Cheir guilty st^Amains; ^G And s^Finner^Cs plunged ben^Ameath t^Ghat flood, Lose ^Fall their guilty stains.

The d^Fy - i^Cng thief rej^Amoiced to^G see, That f^Foun - t^Cain in his ^Amday ^G And th^Fere h^Cave I though ^Amvile ^Gas he, Washed ^Fall ^Cmy sins aw^Amay ^G Washed ^Fall ^Cmy sins aw^Amay, ^G Washed ^Fall ^Cmy sins aw^Amay ^G And th^Fere h^Cave I though ^Amvile ^Gas he, Washed ^Fall my sins away

Ever s^Fince, ^Cby faith, I ^Amsaw t^Ghe stream, Thy fl^Fow - i^Cng wounds s^Amupply, ^G Red^Feemi^Cng love has b^Ameen m^Gy theme, And s^Fhall b^Ce till I ^Amdie, ^G And s^Fhall b^Ce till I ^Amdie, ^G And s^Fhall b^Ce till I ^Amdie; ^G Red^Feemi^Cng love has b^Ameen my ^Gtheme, And s^Fhall be till I die