Hymn
The Precious Blood of Jesus
The precious blood of Jesus, shed
Upon the cruel tree,
Flows like a fountain still, for sins
Oh, friends, for you and me!
Come without price, confess your sin,
All people high or low
Be by that stream made truly clean,
Made pure, and white as snow!
I do believe, I do believe,
That Jesus died for me,
That on the cross He shed His blood
From sin to set me free.
The dying thief, who came to know
The blackness of his guilt,
In faith received as Saviour Him
Whose sinless blood was spilt
And though my sin be black as night,
The promise still holds true
If I trust Jesus as did he,
I’ll be forgiven too.
The Lamb of God, who bore alone
The sins of all the race,
Now by His cross redeems from loss
Each who will seek His face
And they shall throng with endless song
Upon that happy shore,
With harp of gold and joy untold,
To praise Him evermore.