He that spareth his rod hateth his son;
but he that loveth him chasteneth him early.
Daily Bible Reading:
Inspiring Hymns #115
There is a Fountain
There is a fountain filled with blood drawn from Immanuel’s veins; And sinners, plunged beneath that flood, lose all their guilty stains.
The dying thief rejoiced to see that fountain in his day; And there may I though vile as he, wash all my sins away.
Dear dying Lamb, Thy precious blood shall never lose its pow’r, Till all the ransomed Church of God be saved, to sin no more.
E’er since, by faith, I saw the stream Thy flowing wounds supply, Redeeming love has been my theme, and shall be till I die.
Then in a nobler, sweeter song, I’ll sing Thy pow’r to save, When this poor lisping, stammering tongue lies silent in the grave.
Words: William Cowper
Music: Lowell Mason