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THE BLOOD

Twas a cold dark night
The stars like tiny eyes,
peeped through the clouds
Prior to this time,
The voice of his accusers
thundered in one accord
They rained mockery on him

The cloud whirled in scorn
as the grave thirsted for him
A hole was borne through his palm
pinning him to the tree of shame
His head wore thorns for crown
His sides broke from lashes

Meters above the land
Suspended between heaven and earth
Stood the sacrifice for my sins
From the weight of my crime
his head bled in pain
Water like streams gushed from his sides
Oh! how much he longed to cleanse us
He was tortured like a lamb
Blood deeper than scarlet
gushed from the fountain of his veins

The blood is not a "red substance"
It is the atonement for my sins
T wasn't the "secretion of a body"
It is my weapon of warfare
It is my purifier
presenting me faultless before my maker
The blood defies the law of sin and death
Having made me the righteousness of GOD
It is my shield of defense
When the enemy attacks

The efficiency of the blood
superceeds the comprehensive ability of the mind
It paid for me, brought me sonship and priesthood
The blood of Jesus speaks better things
Than the threats of darkness

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