This Blood
There is a blood that cost a Life
That paid my way, death its price
When it flowed down from the cross
My sins were gone my sins forgot
There is a grave that tried to hide
This precious blood that gave me life
But in three days He breathed again
And rose to stand in my defense
So I come to tell you He's alive
To tell you that He dries every tear that falls
So I come to tell you that He saves
To shout and to proclaim that He's coming back for you
There is a blood that sights the blind
That heals the sick, the lonely finds
It has the power to free the bound
As chains they fall upon the ground
So, pour it out to cleanse my soul
And let His precious, precious Glory flow
Because it lives to make me whole
I owe my life, I owe my all
So I come to tell you He's alive
To tell you that He dries every tear that falls
So, I come to tell you that He saves
To shout and to proclaim that he is coming back for you
Ohhhh... Ohhhhh... the blood
The precious blood, precious blood of Jesus
What can wash away my sin
Oh, Oh, there's nothing, oh, there's nothing
What can make me whole again?
Oh, there is nothing (nothing but the blood),
Oh, there's nothing (nothing but the blood)
There is a grave that tried to hide
This precious blood that gave me life
But in three days He breathed again
And rose to stand in my defense
Oh, I come to tell you He's alive
To tell you that He dries every tear that falls
So, I come to tell you that He saves
To shout and to proclaim that
He's coming back for you
So I come to tell you He's alive
That paid my way, death its price
When it flowed down from the cross
My sins were gone my sins forgot
There is a grave that tried to hide
This precious blood that gave me life
But in three days He breathed again
And rose to stand in my defense
So I come to tell you He's alive
To tell you that He dries every tear that falls
So I come to tell you that He saves
To shout and to proclaim that He's coming back for you
There is a blood that sights the blind
That heals the sick, the lonely finds
It has the power to free the bound
As chains they fall upon the ground
So, pour it out to cleanse my soul
And let His precious, precious Glory flow
Because it lives to make me whole
I owe my life, I owe my all
So I come to tell you He's alive
To tell you that He dries every tear that falls
So, I come to tell you that He saves
To shout and to proclaim that he is coming back for you
Ohhhh... Ohhhhh... the blood
The precious blood, precious blood of Jesus
What can wash away my sin
Oh, Oh, there's nothing, oh, there's nothing
What can make me whole again?
Oh, there is nothing (nothing but the blood),
Oh, there's nothing (nothing but the blood)
There is a grave that tried to hide
This precious blood that gave me life
But in three days He breathed again
And rose to stand in my defense
Oh, I come to tell you He's alive
To tell you that He dries every tear that falls
So, I come to tell you that He saves
To shout and to proclaim that
He's coming back for you
So I come to tell you He's alive
Credits
Writer(s): Paulette Wooten, Rita Springer
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