I'll sing Thy power to save

On this day in 1731, William Cowper was born in Great Berkhamstead, Hertfordshire, England. Cowper wrote one of my favourite hymns, "There is a fountain." Such beautiful words to be written by a "poor lisping, stammering tongue."

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 power
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

When this poor lisping, stammering tongue
Lies silent in the grave
Then in a nobler, sweeter song
I'll sing Thy power to save

Click here to hear the hymn and read about William Cowper.