1

Tokla Jesus swas sat-see-ul

Aylth ma-kwutl lay ta lak-wail;

Ka yawswa wat lay shaw-kwa-kwom

May ay-e taswas skwi-la-wal.

2

Ta-laykwus kwuts-alokh ta ay-e stawlo

Sat-see-ul tokla Jesus;

Owe-awts kwus staylim tzayte tokla,

Ah-tcha ow staa whulam kwus `kie.

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.

O dying Lamb, thy precious blood

Shall never lose its power,

Till all the ransomed Church of God

Be saved to sin no more.