The Opened Fountain

‘A fountain opened for sin and for uncleanness. … Wounded in the house of My friends.’—Zech. xiii. I, 6.
I.
AND I have wounded Thee—oh, wounded Thee !—
Wounded the dear, dear Hand that holds me fast!
Oh, to recall the word! That cannot be!
Oh, to unthink the thought that out of reach hath passed!
II.
Sorrow and bitter grief replace my bliss;
I could not wish that any joy should be; There is no room for any thought but this,
That I have sinned—have sinned—have wounded Thee!
III.
How could I grieve Thee so! Thou couldst have kept;
My fall was not the failure of Thy word.
Thy promise hath no flaw, no dire ‘except,’
To neutralize the grace so royally conferred.

IV.
Oh, the exceeding sinfulness of sin!
Tenfold exceeding in the love-lit light Of Thy sufficient grace, without, within,
Enough for every need, in never-conquered might!
V.
With all the shame, with all the keen distress,
Quick, ‘waiting not,’ I flee to Thee again;

Close to the wound, beloved Lord, I press,
That Thine own precious blood may overflow the
stain.

VI.
0 precious blood! Lord, let it rest on me!
I ask not only pardon from my King,
But cleansing from my Priest. I come to Thee

Just as I came at first,—a sinful, helpless thing.
VII.
Oh, cleanse me now! My Lord, I cannot stay
For evening shadows and a silent hour:

Now I have sinned, and now, with no delay,
I claim Thy promise and its total power.

VIII.
O Saviour, bid me ‘go and sin no more,’
And keep me always ‘neath the mighty flow

Of Thy perpetual fountain; I implore
That Thy perpetual cleansing I may fully know. NINTH DAY.
Gbe lprecious Blooo of 3e6us; i.
PRECIOUS, precious blood of Jesus,
Shed on Calvary;
Shed for rebels, shed for sinners,
Shed for me.

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Precious blood, that hath redeemed us t
All the price is paid; Perfect pardon now is offered,
Peace is made.
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Precious, precious blood of Jesus,
Let it make thee whole; Let it flow in mighty cleansing
O’er thy soul.
IV.
Though thy sins are red like crimson.
Deep in scarlet glow,
Jesus’ precious blood can make them

White as snow.
V.
Now the holiest with boldness
We may enter in,
For the open fountain cleanseth

From all sin.
VI.
Precious blood ! by this we conquer
In the fiercest fight, Sin and Satan overcoming
By its might.
VII.
Precious, precious blood of Jesus,
Ever flowing free!
O believe it, O receive it,

‘Tis for thee!
VIII.
Precious blood, whose full atonement
Makes us nigh to God!

Precious blood, our song of glory,
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