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 now sits at rest.
Victorious forevermore, the ancient foe is crushed to death.
Hallelujah! Christ is King, alive and reigning on the throne.
Our tongues employed with hymns of praise, “Glory be to God alone!”

– Matt Boswell & Matt Papa