Blessed Be the Fountain BLESSED BE THE FOUNTAIN—H. S. Perkins Blessed Be the Fountain 1 Blessed be the Fountain of blood, To a world of sinners revealed; Blessed be the dear Son of God: Only by His stripes we are healed. Tho’ I’ve wandered far from His fold, Bringing to my heart pain and woe, Wash me in the Blood of the Lamb, And I shall be whiter than snow. Chorus Whiter than snow, Whiter than the snow; Wash me in the Blood of the Lamb, And I shall be whiter than snow. 2 Thorny was the crown