There Is a Fountain
Filled with Blood
By Greg Morse
Christianity is unlike any other religion. Not merely because it is true, but because it is beautiful. Yet it offends a man before it can save him. It tells him that he is dead in sin. It tells him that he’s a rebel. It tells him that unless he plunges himself underneath the flood of Christ’s blood by faith, he will die and never live. That his blood will be upon his own head forever.
But as plainly as it tells a man that he is condemned before God, it commands him to draw near and receive mercy.
Seek the Lord while he may be found;
call upon him while he is near;
let the wicked forsake his way,
and the unrighteous man his thoughts;
let him return to the Lord, that he may have compassion on him,
and to our God, for he will abundantly pardon.—Isaiah 55:6–7
(Read the article here. You can also find a nice rendition of the song “There Is a Fountain Filled with Blood” at the top of the page.)