A fountain will be opened to the house of David and the inhabitants of Jerusalem, to cleanse them from sin and impurity.
Zechariah 13:1
Words: John Parker, in Winnowed Hymns, edited by Charles C. McCabe & D. T. Macfarlan (New York & Chicago, Illinois: Biglow & Main, 1873), number 18.
Music: Silas J. Vail (🔊 pdf nwc).
If you know where to get a good photo of Parker or Vail (head & shoulders, at least 200×300 pixels),
The blood, the blood is all my plea,
Nor should a sinner wonder
For guilty stain and stinging pain
Hath torn my heart asunder!
Refrain
But now I’m kneeling at the cross,
Washing in the crimson tide,
And cleansed, I tarry at the fountain,
Opened at my Savior’s side.
I rest, I rest supremely blest,
Without a care to canker;
No gloomy night, my path is light,
My hope holds like an anchor.
Refrain
My cup, my cup it runneth o’er,
With joy celestial brimming;
On wings of love I soar above,
His hallelujahs hymning.
Refrain
The blood, the blood is all my song,
I have no bliss without it;
From every stain it makes me clean,
My life and lip shall shout it.
Refrain