There is a Fountain

In preparation for this Easter Sunday, I am praying that God would allow me to feel the gravity of Christ's death on the cross. I want to wake up every morning and feel the weight of what my sin cost Jesus that day on Calvary. His life. His seat on the throne. His relationship with the Father.

It is only after feeling the weight of my sin and the fact that there is nothing I can do to earn God's love, that I truly experience the miracle in the statement "He is not here, for He has risen"

Tonight, at First Tuesday Prayer Service we sang the old hymn, There is a Fountain. I love the lyrics and I think they reflect the spirit of Easter. (scroll down to the bottom of this page and hit pause on the music before watching the video)

There is a fountain filled with blood drawn from Emmanuel’s veins;
And sinners plunged beneath that flood lose all their guilty stains.
Lose all their guilty stains, lose all their guilty stains;
And sinners plunged beneath that flood lose all their guilty stains.

The dying thief rejoiced to see that fountain in his day;
And there have I, though vile as he, washed all my sins away.
Washed all my sins away, washed all my sins away;
And there have I, though vile as he, washed 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.
Be saved, to sin no more, be saved, to sin no more;
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.
And shall be till I die, and shall be till I die;
Redeeming love has been my theme, and shall be till I die.




Lord, I am just as the dying thief who hung next to Jesus that day. Because of Your blood shed on that cross, I have life. Thank you Jesus that you took my sin so I can walk in freedom. Thank you that Your blood covers it all. My pride. My hurtful tongue. Pain. Suffering. Even Death. Jesus, You conquered Death, so that I could spend eternity with you. Death has lost it's sting.


I pray this Easter week you would know the God who died on the cross to redeem your life.

I love you!