Joseph Trance

By His Blood

                     Blood drips from His Body; covering the World's and My SIN in a red-wash                    and all my offences are SQUASHED !                                              Nails pierced HIS hands and feet                 a crown of thorns pressed into His head,                        and from these also,  He bled.                    I am Blood-bought, my sins NOW and THEN, and those yet to BE,      By Christ's crimson tide,  I  have been set FREE!              I am awed by this thought;  that The Son died for ME,                       that He died for Mankind; the collective "We."  His Holy Blood was shed for every dirty thing I said  for every sinful thing I did, and all the things I hid.   My Salvation has been WON.. It is said and done...noty by my own doing, But by the Blood of the Son.
 

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