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Flowing from a broken body, a soul
Tormented, blessed blood runs. Flowing from
A Saviour made of flesh, a sacrifice
Of divine covenant, blessed blood runs.
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Blood runs thick and cold just like mine, before
Jesus wept. Blood boils when anger feeds it,
Before Jesus and I met. Blood stains deep,
Hard to remove, when Jesus died his death.
~.~
Blood is a symbol of life, what a God,
A man, a Saviour with his blessed blood.
Shed for a sinner bound for hell Christ came
To give me a name, blessed, blessed blood.
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Blessed blood washes me clean, blessed blood
That sets us free; blessed blood which he shed
For me. Blessed blood redeems, liberty.
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