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O Fount of Love

Key - C
Tempo - 72 | Time - 3/4

Verse 1

O Fount of

love di

vine that

flows

From my

Savior's

bleeding

side

Where sinners

trade their

filthy

rags

For his

righteous

ness a

pplied.

Mercy

cleansing

every

stain,

Now rushing

o'er us

like a

flood;

There the

wretch and

vilest

ones

Stand a

dopted

through His

blood.

Verse 2

O mount of

grace, to

Thee we

cling,

From the

law hath

set us

free.

Once and for

all on

Calvary's

hill,

Love and

justice

shall a

gree.

Praise the

Lord! The

price is

paid,

The curse de

feated

by the

Lamb.

We who

once were

slaves by

birth,

Sons and

daughters

now we

stand.

Verse 3

O well of

joy is

mine to

drink,

For my

Lord hath

conquered

death.

Victori

ous for

ever

more,

The ancient

foe is

laid to

rest.

Halle

lujah!

Christ is

King,

Alive and

reigning

on the

throne;

Our tongues em

ployed with

hymns of

praise:

Glory

be to

God a

lone!

{title: O Fount of Love}
{c: Verse 1}
O Fount of [C]love di[G]vine that [C]flows
From my [Am]Savior's [G]bleeding [C]side
Where sinners [Am]trade their [G]filthy [C]rags
For his [F]righteous[G]ness a[C]pplied.
Mercy [G]cleansing [Am]every [F]stain,
Now rushing [Am]o'er us [G]like a [D]flood;
There the [C]wretch and [G]vilest [C]ones
Stand a[F]dopted [G]through His [C]blood. [F]

{c: Verse 2}
O mount of [C]grace, to [G]Thee we [C]cling,
From the [Am]law hath [G]set us [C]free.
Once and for [Am]all on [G]Calvary's [C]hill,
Love and [F]justice [G]shall a[C]gree.
Praise the [G]Lord! The [Am]price is [F]paid,
The curse de[Am]feated [G]by the [D]Lamb.
We who [C]once were [G]slaves by [C]birth,
Sons and [F]daughters [G]now we [C]stand. [F  ][Am  ][F  ]

{c: Verse 3}
O well of [C]joy is [G]mine to [C]drink,
For my [Am]Lord hath [G]conquered [C]death.
Victori[Am]ous for[G]ever[C]more,
The ancient [F]foe is [G]laid to [C]rest.
Halle[G]lujah! [Am]Christ is [F]King,
Alive and [Am]reigning [G]on the [D]throne;
Our tongues em[C]ployed with [G]hymns of [C]praise:
Glory [F]be to [G]God a[C]lone!

O Fount of love divine that flows
From my Savior's bleeding side
Where sinners trade their filthy rags
For his righteousness applied.
Mercy cleansing every stain,
Now rushing o'er us like a flood;
There the wretch and vilest ones
Stand adopted through His blood. 

O mount of grace, to Thee we cling,
From the law hath set us free.
Once and for all on Calvary's hill,
Love and justice shall agree.
Praise the Lord! The price is paid,
The curse defeated by the Lamb.
We who once were slaves by birth,
Sons and daughters now we stand. 

O well of joy is mine to drink,
For my Lord hath conquered death.
Victorious forevermore,
The ancient foe is laid to rest.
Hallelujah! Christ is King,
Alive and reigning on the throne;
Our tongues employed with hymns of praise:
Glory be to God alone!

"O Fount of Love"
Words and Music by Matt Boswell and Matt Papa. Artist: Matt Boswell
©2010 Curb Dayspring Music, LLC, Love Your Enemies Publishing
CCLI License #Not Specified

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