My slate wiped Clean Of everything I Have done selfishly Everything mean And By what you say? Christ's Holy, Pure Blood
On an ancient hill called Calvary Put forth for Every living, breathing Creature to see The God-man hung From spikes in hands And feet His love-filled Blood Staining the ground
So with only from His lips a few Sounds His Pure, Holy Blood Did encircle, surround His earth For all eternity, All time Certainly not yours And never mine
It was only Him Our King, Lord, Creator Savior Joined with the Holy Father That made the plan Only His Blood Strong, pure, clean Enough To save corrupted Man
So next time you're Feeling grateful Get down on your knees Thank Christ for that Day most fateful For there was no other Blood That could have done The job Rescued us from our Blackened sin And Brought us back home To our generously forgiving GOD!
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