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 |   |
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