4 Hymns of Redemption— There Is a Fountain

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There is a Fountain

Some hymns comfort the heart, and some cleanse it. There Is a Fountain Filled with Blood does both. William Cowper, a man who knew the depths of despair and the fierce mercy of God, wrote this hymn. It is not polished or ornamental. It is honest. It is vulnerable. It is the cry of a soul. The soul has discovered that the only place to find cleansing is at the foot of the cross. It also finds healing there. Hope is found at the foot of the cross too.

Cowper’s words are not theoretical. They rise from a life marked by suffering, doubt, and repeated battles with darkness. And yet, out of that struggle came a powerful declaration of grace. It stands as one of the most profound in all of hymnody. The blood of Christ is not merely symbolic. It is effective, cleansing, restoring, and sufficient. This hymn does not shy away from the cost of redemption. It invites the believer to step into the stream of mercy that flows from Christ’s sacrifice. In that stream, they find a hope that cannot be shaken.

Zechariah 13:1 gives us the anchor:
“On that day there shall be a fountain opened… to cleanse them from sin and uncleanness.”
Cowper takes this ancient promise to the foot of Calvary. He reminds us that the fountain is not a metaphor. It is the very life of Christ poured out for us.

As you listen to the piano meditation, let this hymn wash over you. Let it remind you that grace is not fragile. Mercy is not scarce. The cleansing love of Christ is deeper than your failures and stronger than your fears. Let this be a moment of renewal.

Hymn Lyrics: There Is A Fountain

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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.

Dear dying Lamb, Thy precious blood
Shall never lose its power
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.

When this poor lisping, stammering tongue
Lies silent in the grave,
Then in a nobler, sweeter song
I’ll sing Thy power to save.

Audio Meditation


Let the music draw you into the cleansing, renewing mercy of Christ.

About the Hymnwriter

William Cowper (1731-1800) was a poet of extraordinary sensitivity and depth. His life was marked by profound emotional struggle, yet out of that struggle came hymns of remarkable clarity and hope. There Is a Fountain is one of his greatest works. It is a hymn that testifies to the power of Christ’s blood. This power can cleanse, restore, and sustain. Cowper partnered with John Newton, the author of Amazing Grace. They produced the Olney Hymns, a collection. This collection has shaped Christian worship for generations. His words remind us that God often brings the richest truth out of the deepest valleys.

Benedictional Prayer

May the cleansing love of Christ wash over your heart today.
May His mercy quiet every fear and lift every burden.
May His grace renew your hope and strengthen your steps.
And may the fountain of His salvation flow through every part of your life.
Amen.

GOD’S SAVINGS TIME: REDEEMING THE TIME WE HAVE

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The Ritual That Changes Nothing

Twice a year we perform the same ritual. We move the hands of our clocks forward and backward as if time itself were clay in our grasp. We complain about losing an hour or gaining one. We often discuss “saving time,” although no one has ever saved a single second. The sun still rises and sets on the schedule God ordained in Genesis. The day remains twenty‑four hours long, no matter how many times we adjust the numbers glowing on our screens.

Daylight Savings Time is a perfect picture of human illusion. It feels important, but it accomplishes nothing of eternal value. It shifts the clock, but it does not shift the heart. It rearranges the hours, but it does not redeem them. It is a semi-annual ritual. It signifies our desire to feel in control of something we cannot command.

Scripture, however, calls us to something far weightier. We are not commanded to save time. We are commanded to redeem it.

Redeeming Time, Not Rearranging It

Paul writes, “Redeeming the time, because the days are evil.” (Ephesians 5:16). The word redeem means to buy back, to seize, to rescue from loss. It is the language of urgency, stewardship, and eternal purpose. We cannot redeem the hours on a clock, but we can redeem the opportunities God places before us. We can redeem conversations, relationships, moments of influence, and windows of grace.

Paul reinforces this in Colossians 4:5: “Walk in wisdom toward them that are without, redeeming the time.” This is not about managing schedules. It is about reaching souls. It is about recognizing that every moment carries eternal weight.

Daylight Savings Time pretends to give us more daylight. God’s Savings Time calls us to walk in the light while it is still available.

The Call to Watchfulness

Daylight Savings Time is a harmless ritual, but spiritually it mirrors a far more dangerous pattern. Twice a year we adjust our clocks without adjusting our lives. We move the hands forward or backward. We feel as though we have accomplished something meaningful. Yet, nothing in eternity has changed. The sun rises and sets exactly as God ordained. The hours remain the same. Only our perception shifts.

In the same way, many believers have been lulled into a false sense of security. This is due to soothing messages and comfortable routines. A Christianity that promises rest without responsibility can also be misleading. We have been told to relax and settle in. We are encouraged to enjoy the blessings of God as if the Kingdom were a recliner. We treat discipleship as though it were a leisure activity. But Scripture paints a very different picture. The Kingdom of God is not a lounge chair; it is a field. It is not a place for slumber; it is a place for labor. It is not a retreat from responsibility; it is a call to action.

Paul’s warning becomes clearer in this light: “Knowing the time, that now it is high time to awake out of sleep.” (Romans 13:11).. He is not speaking to the world; he is speaking to the Church. He is speaking to those who have drifted into spiritual Standard Time. They have become comfortable, predictable, and unhurried. They are unaware of the lateness of the hour. He follows with a phrase that cuts through every illusion of delay: “The night is far spent, the day is at hand.” (Romans 13:12).

This is not a poetic flourish. It is a diagnosis. The night is not approaching; it is already advanced. The day is not distant; it is pressing in. The time is late, and the work is urgent. The fields are not waiting for us to feel ready; they are already white for harvest. Jesus said, “Lift up your eyes… the fields are white already to harvest.” (John 4:35). Harvest time is not a season for sleep. Proverbs warn, “He that sleepeth in harvest is a son that causeth shame.” (Proverbs 10:5).

The Church has been comforted by complacency, but the Kingdom is calling us into wakefulness. We are not here to adjust clocks; we are here to redeem time. We are not here to preserve our comfort; we are here to rescue the lost. We are not here to drift through days; we are here to work while it is still day, because Jesus Himself declared, “Night is coming, when no one can work.” (John 9:4).

This is the heart of God’s Savings Time. It is not about gaining an hour of sunlight. It is about seizing the hour of salvation. It is about recognizing that every moment carries eternal weight. It is about refusing to sleep through the harvest while souls hang in the balance. It is about waking up, rising up, and stepping into the fields before the final night falls.

The Fields Are White, Not Waiting

Jesus told His disciples, “Lift up your eyes, and look on the fields; for they are white already to harvest.” (John 4:35). The harvest is not someday. The harvest is not when we feel ready. The harvest is not when the Church is comfortable. The harvest is now.

Proverbs adds its own warning: “He that sleepeth in harvest is a son that causeth shame.” (Proverbs 10:5). We are not called to sleep in harvest. We are called to labor in it.

Daylight Savings Time may shift the clock, but it does not shift the urgency of the harvest. Souls are perishing. Hearts are hardening. The night is approaching. The Church can’t afford to drift into spiritual Standard Time. Routine, complacency, and delay must be avoided. God is calling us into His Savings Time.

Numbering Our Days

Moses prayed, “Teach us to number our days, that we may apply our hearts unto wisdom.” (Psalm 90:12). Numbering our days is not about counting them. It is about valuing them. It means understanding that every day is a gift. Each moment involves stewardship. Every opportunity is a divine appointment.

We cannot save time. But we can redeem it. We can invest it. We can sow it into eternity.

Daylight Savings Time is a ritual that changes nothing. God’s Savings Time is a calling that changes everything.

The Question That Matters

The question is not whether we have adjusted our clocks. The question is whether we have adjusted our lives.

Are we redeeming the time? Are we awake? Are we working while it is still day? Are we living in God’s Savings Time?

Because the night is coming. The trumpet will sound. And the work will be finished.

From Chains of Captivity to Prayers for Victory

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A Letter from St. Patrick to a Nation in Need

To the people of this land, in a time of confusion and fear, from Patrick, a servant of Christ Jesus.

I was not born a saint. I was not born a hero. I was a boy who ignored the living God until chains taught me to pray. They took me from my home. They dragged me across the sea. They sold me into slavery in a land whose language I did not know. I fed animals in the cold. I slept on the ground. I feared the night. But in the fields of my captivity, the Lord had mercy on me. He opened my blind eyes. He broke my proud heart. He became my only hope.

When He delivered me, I believed the story was finished. But God does not free a man only for himself. He frees him for others. In a dream I heard the voices of the Irish calling out, “Come walk among us once more.” And the Spirit of God burned within me. The land that broke me became the land I was sent to heal.

I returned with no army, no wealth, no power—only the gospel of Jesus Christ. I walked into the halls of kings and the camps of druids. I faced curses, threats, and death. But Christ was my shield. Christ was my courage. Christ was my victory. I did not change Ireland. God did. I was only the vessel He forged in chains.

I look upon your nation now. It is anxious, divided, and wandering. It is hungry for truth. I tell you what I learned in my captivity. When a people forget God, they lose themselves. But when a people turn to Him, even the darkest land becomes a place of light.

You do not need luck. You do not need legends. You do not need the trappings of a holiday that has forgotten its own story. You need the living Christ. The same Christ met me in the fields of my slavery. He will also meet you in the wilderness of your time. The same Christ who broke my chains can break yours. The same Christ who sent me back to the land of my captors can send you. He can guide you into the broken places of your own nation.

In my day, I prayed a prayer of armor—a cry for God’s presence to surround me in a land filled with fear and darkness:

Christ with me, Christ before me, Christ behind me, Christ in me, Christ beneath me, Christ above me…

This was not poetry. It was survival. It was surrender. It was the only way to stand in a world at war with truth.

And long after my bones returned to the earth, another Irish believer prayed a similar cry—a prayer you now sing as a hymn:

Be Thou my vision, O Lord of my heart…Thou my best thought, by day or by night…

BE THOU MY VISION A FITTING SONG FOR A TIME SUCH AS THIS

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If you want to see revival during your lifetime, pray this just as I did: “Lord, be my vision.” Be my wisdom. Be my strength. Be my shield. Be my everything.”

From chains of captivity to prayers for victory—this is my testimony. Not of who I am, but of who God is.

In the name of the Father, and of the Son, and of the Holy Spirit, Patrick, a slave of Christ, and a witness to His mercy.

HYMNS OF REDEMPTION: NEAR THE CROSS

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NEAR THE CROSS FANNY CROSBY-WILLIAM COWPER

Some hymns lift our eyes to heaven, and some draw our hearts back to the place where everything changed. Jesus, Keep Me Near the Cross does both. This hymn was written by Fanny Crosby. Her physical blindness sharpened her spiritual sight. It is a quiet plea for nearness, intimacy, and anchoring grace.

Crosby never treated the cross as a distant historical event. For her, it was a living place of refuge, a wellspring of mercy, and the center of Christian hope. Her words are simple, but they are not shallow. They carry the weight of a life shaped by prayer, dependence, and a deep awareness of Christ’s sustaining presence.

Cowper’s hymn cries out for cleansing. In contrast, Crosby’s hymn leans into abiding. It offers a daily, moment-by-moment nearness that keeps the believer grounded in grace. This is not a hymn of crisis; it is a hymn of posture. It teaches us to stay close to the place where love was poured out. It also urges us to stay where redemption was secured. And finally, where hope was born.

The anchor comes from Jesus’ own words in John 12:32:

“And I, when I am lifted up from the earth, will draw all people to myself.”

Crosby hears that promise and responds with a simple, lifelong prayer: Draw me. Keep me. Hold me near.

As you listen to the piano meditation, let this hymn settle your spirit. Let it remind you that the cross is not merely the beginning of your faith — it is the place you return to again and again for strength, clarity, and peace.

Hymn Lyrics: Jesus, Keep Me Near the Cross

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1
Jesus, keep me near the cross,
There a precious fountain;
Free to all, a healing stream,
Flows from Calvary’s mountain.

Refrain
In the cross, in the cross,
Be my glory ever;
Till my raptured soul shall find
Rest beyond the river.

2
Near the cross, a trembling soul,
Love and mercy found me;
There the Bright and Morning Star
Sheds its beams around me.

3
Near the cross! O Lamb of God,
Bring its scenes before me;
Help me walk from day to day,
With its shadow o’er me.

4
Near the cross I’ll watch and wait,
Hoping, trusting ever;
Till I reach the golden strand,
Just beyond the river.

Audio Meditation

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Let the music draw you into the nearness of Christ — the place where mercy flows, where burdens lift, and where your heart finds rest.

About the Hymnwriter

Fanny J. Crosby (1820–1915) stands as one of the most prolific hymnwriters in Christian history. Though physically blind from infancy, she possessed a spiritual clarity that shaped thousands of hymns still sung today. Her life was marked by humility, prayer, and a deep love for Christ.

Jesus, Keep Me Near the Cross reflects her lifelong theme: staying close to the heart of God. Crosby never wrote from theory — she wrote from communion. Her hymns invite believers not just to believe in Christ, but to walk with Him, lean on Him, and remain near Him.

Benedictional Prayer

May the nearness of Christ steady your heart today.
May His presence quiet your anxieties and renew your strength.
May His cross remain your refuge, your anchor, and your peace.
And may the One who draws all people to Himself draw you ever closer.
Amen.

What Foundation Are You Building On?

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The Question Every Disciple Must Face

Every life is built on a foundation, whether we acknowledge it or not. Jesus made this clear when He said,

“Whoever hears these sayings of Mine and does them, I will liken him unto a wise man who built his house upon a rock”
(Matthew 7:24–25)

The storm did not reveal their intentions; it revealed their foundations. Both men heard the words of Christ, but only one obeyed them. The difference was not sincerity, emotion, or religious activity. The difference was obedience to the words of the Lord.

Paul echoes this truth when he writes,

“For no other foundation can anyone lay than that which is laid, which is Jesus Christ”
(1 Corinthians 3:11)

He warns believers to “take heed how you build” (1 Corinthians 3:10). This is because the Day will test every man’s work with fire. Wood, hay, and stubble burn quickly, but gold, silver, and precious stones endure. The question is not whether you are building, but what you are building with—and what you are building on.

Sincerity Is Not a Foundation

Many Christians today are sincere, but sincerity is not a foundation. Sincerity can be sincerely misplaced. Israel was sincere when Paul said they had “a zeal for God, but not according to knowledge” (Romans 10:2). They were passionate, but they were passionately wrong because they substituted their own righteousness for the righteousness of God.

Jesus confronted the Pharisees for the same reason:

“You make void the commandment of God by your tradition” (Mark 7:13)

They did not reject God outright; they simply elevated human teaching until it overshadowed divine instruction. This same pattern repeats in the modern church. People cling to rituals, holidays, denominational doctrines, and inherited practices, believing that by keeping these traditions they are honoring God. Yet when asked what the Lord requires of them, many have no answer, because they were never taught to ask.

When Tradition Replaces Truth

Many believers were taught to follow the church calendar, but not the voice of the Shepherd. They were taught to keep the traditions of men, but not the commandments of God. They were taught to carry out religious acts, but not to repent, believe, and be led by the Spirit.

Replacement holidays like Christmas and Easter are only the most visible examples. They are sentimental, familiar, and deeply ingrained, but they are not the foundation God laid. They are cultural observances elevated to the status of holy days. Meanwhile, the appointed times of the Lord are dismissed as “Jewish” or irrelevant. These times were written by His own hand, fulfilled by His Son, and witnessed by His Spirit.

Yet the New Testament speaks of Passover, Pentecost, Unleavened Bread, Firstfruits, and Tabernacles with reverence, not dismissal. These feasts carry God’s fingerprints. They are covered with the blood of Jesus. They need no wreaths, ornaments, or external trappings to feel holy. Their holiness is inherent because their Author is holy.

But the problem goes deeper than holidays. Churches have elevated ritual washings, denominational formulas, and man‑made requirements. They value these above the weightier matters of repentance, faith, and the leading of the Spirit. People are taught to trust in the act rather than the transformation. They believe in the ritual rather than the repentance. Their faith lies more in the formula rather than the faith.

Scripture says plainly:

“As many as are led by the Spirit of God, they are the sons of God” (Romans 8:14)

And again:

“If anyone does not have the Spirit of Christ, he is none of His” (Romans 8:9)

Yet many have been taught to trust in outward forms while neglecting the inward witness of the Spirit.

The Foundation God Requires

A true foundation begins with repentance, continues faithfully, and is sealed by the Spirit. It is shaped by obedience to the words of Jesus, not by the expectations of culture. It is strengthened by the fear of the Lord, not by the comfort of familiarity. It is aligned with the Father’s will, not with the calendar of man.

Micah asks the question plainly:

“What does the LORD require of you but to do justly, to love mercy, and to walk humbly with your God?” (Micah 6:8)

Jesus answers it even more directly:

“My sheep hear My voice, and I know them, and they follow Me” (John 10:27)

The foundation God requires is not built on tradition, ritual, or sentiment. It is built on Christ, His Word, and His Spirit. Anything else is sand.

The Coming Test

The storm is coming, the fire is coming, and the Day is coming when every man’s work will be revealed. Jesus warned that many will say to Him, “Lord, Lord…” and list their religious activities, but He will answer,

“I never knew you” (Matthew 7:22–23)

Not because they were evil, but because they built on activity instead of obedience.

Only what is built on the Rock will stand. Only what is built on Christ, His Word, and His Spirit will endure. Everything else—no matter how sincere, sentimental, or traditional—will collapse when the winds rise.

How to Test Your Foundation

Scripture never leaves us without a remedy. The Lord not only commands us to build on the right foundation—He tells us how to examine it.

Paul urges believers to “examine yourselves, whether you be in the faith; prove your own selves” (2 Corinthians 13:5). This examination is not optional, because the testing of our foundation is not optional. The storm will come. The fire will come. The Day will come. Wisdom examines the foundation before the shaking arrives.

The first test is obedience to the words of Jesus.

“Why do you call Me, ‘Lord, Lord,’ and do not do the things which I say?” (Luke 6:46)

Our foundation is unstable if tradition, culture, or denominational teaching shape our lives more than the commands of Christ. This is because it is cracked.

The second test is repentance.
John the Baptist prepared the way of the Lord by crying, “Bring forth fruits worthy of repentance” (Luke 3:8). Repentance is not a ritual; it is a turning of the heart. If repentance is absent, the foundation is weak.

The third test is the witness of the Spirit.

“The Spirit Himself bears witness with our spirit that we are the children of God”
(Romans 8:16)

If the Spirit is not leading, convicting, guiding, and confirming, then the foundation is not Christ but self.

The fourth test is alignment with the Word.

“Sanctify them by Your truth; Your word is truth”
(John 17:17)

If our beliefs can’t be traced to Scripture in context, they can’t support the weight of discipleship.

Wisdom or Folly

Jesus ends His teaching on foundations with a warning and an invitation. The wise man hears and obeys. The foolish man hears and ignores. The difference is not in what they heard, but in what they did with what they heard.

Ignoring the condition of your foundation is folly. Checking it is wisdom. The storm will expose every hidden weakness, every unexamined assumption, every tradition elevated above truth. But the one who builds on Christ, His Word, and His Spirit will stand when everything else falls.

The question remains for every disciple:

What foundation are you building on—and will it stand when the testing comes?