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Rich, deep, crimson
Blood of Life
From his brow, his face, his back
His hands drip, his feet drain
Precious blood, Lamb's blood of Life
Streaks running the length of his broken body
Broken for you, broken for me
Blood on the ground
In the chamber, in the courtyard
In the courtroom, in the square
On the road to the hill
On the cross
At the foot of the cross
Precious blood, perfect blood

Take communion, brother
This bread, his body
This cup, his blood
Hold out your cup
A stream trickles from his feet
Hold it up, fill your cup
Blood of life, everlasting life
Drink, drink long and deep
Drink for now, drink to the day
The day he will drink with us
The Master of the banquet

Lamb's blood of life
On the doorpost, on the mercy seat
In your heart, in your arteries
Drink to the Lamb who was slain
Drink of the Lamb who was slain
Worthy to receive glory
Returning as the Lion
Judge of all the earth
Blood, blood, Life is in the blood
Precious blood shed for me
Precious blood shed for you

Stephen Pursell, 9/04