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
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R. Kelso Carter (1849–1928)

R. Kel­so Car­ter, in The Sil­ver Trum­pet, ed­it­ed by Hen­ry L. Gil­mour & R. Nel­son Car­ter (Phil­a­del­phia, Penn­syl­van­ia: John J. Hood, 1886), num­ber 101.

From Swa­nee Ri­ver, by Ste­phen C. Fos­ter, 1851 (🔊 pdf nwc).

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Stephen C. Foster (1826–1864)

Down at the cross, on Calv’ry’s mountain,
Where mercies flow,
I plunged in the redeeming fountain,
Washed whiter than the snow.
When nothing in the whole creation
Could purchase peace,
My Savior brought His free salvation,
Gave me complete release.

Refrain

Brothers, won’t you hear the story?
See the fountain flow!
Oh, glory in the highest, glory!
Jesus saves me, this I know.

When lost in sin, my all I squandered,
Far from the fold;
My Savior sought me where I wandered,
Gave me His wealth untold;
All bonds of sin and Satan rending,
Christ made me whole;
I’ll ne’er forget that joy transcending,
When Jesus saved my soul.

Refrain

All round my way the sun is shining,
Darkness has fled:
On Jesus’ breast I am reclining,
Daily by Him I’m fed.
My Lord has cast His robe around me,
No more I’ll roam;
The Shepherd of the sheep has found me,
Jesus has brought me home.

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