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
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 is coming back for you,
This Life, This Price, This Blood, This One
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 fall
Upon the ground
So pour it out and
To cleanse my soul
And let its liquid glory flow
Because it lives
To make me whole
I owe my life
I owe my soul??
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,
This Life, This Price, This Blood, This One
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