| Jesus' Blood  [+ favourites]
Because of what Jesus did,
Because he died for me,
His blood forgives my sins,
The blood that sets me free.
When Jesus died upon the cross,
Golgotha was the place,
He bore the crown, which cut his brow,
Blood pouring down his face.
The Romans they did floghim,
33 times the whip did crack,
Jesus bore the pain for me,
As blood dripped down his back.
When they nailed him to the cross,
The nails drove through his hands and feet,
He bled, as his skin was broken,
That, in heaven, we both might meet.
One last time, they stabbed him,
Blood poured from his side,
That one-day, when he rose again,
In his name, we would take pride.
Because of what Jesus did,
Because he died for me,
His blood forgives my sins,
The blood that sets me free.
"It could be worse... I could have been a mormon."
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