Words & Music: , Sac­red Songs & So­los, 888 Piec­es (Lon­don: Mor­gan & Scott Ld.: Late 19th Cen­tu­ry); the au­thor is shown as San­key’s pseu­do­nym, Ri­an A. Dykes.


Behold a fountain deep and wide,
Behold its onward flow;
’Twas opened in the Savior’s side,
And cleanseth white as snow,
And cleanseth white as snow!

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Come to this fountain!
’Tis flowing today;
And all who will may freely come,
And wash their sins away.

From Calv’ry’s cross, where Jesus died
In sorrow, pain, and woe;
Burst forth the wondrous crimson tide
That cleanseth white as snow,
That cleanseth white as snow!

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Oh, may we all the healing power
Of that blest fountain know!
Trust only in the precious blood
That cleanseth white as snow,
That cleanseth white as snow!

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And when at last the message comes,
And we are called to go,
Our trust shall still be in the blood
That cleanseth white as snow,
That cleanseth white as snow!

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