There is a fountain filled with blood drawn from Emmanuel's vein; and sinners plunged beneath that flood
lose all their guilty stains.
Lose all their guilty stains,
lose all their guilty stains;
and sinners plunged beneath that flood
lose all their guilty stains.
The dying thief rejoiced to see
that fountain in his day;
and there may I, though vile as he,
wash all my sins away.
Wash all my sins away,
wash all my sins away;
and there may, I though vile as he,
wash all my sins way.
| 1 | Hallelujah, Praise The Lamb |
| 2 | It Is Finished |
| 3 | Mary, Did You Know? |
| 4 | Winter Wonderland |
| 5 | White Christmas |
| 6 | O Little Town Of Bethlehem |