Blessèd Cleansing Fountain

In the bless­èd crim­son fount­ain

I’ve been washed and saved from sin

He who died on Cal­va­ry’s mount­ain

Gives me pre­cious peace with­in.

O the bless­èd crim­son fount­ain

Free for all its wa­ters flow;

Come and test its heal­ing mer­it—

It will make you white as snow.

Though life’s road is rough and drea­ry

Though through dan­gers I must go

Christ is with me as I jour­ney

And no harm my soul shall know.

I will trust my lov­ing Sav­ior

Faithful will I strive to be

Till I reach the land of pro­mise

And His won­drous glo­ry see.