The Precious Blood
by Peter Gagnon
1 Before the cross I kneel and see The measure of my sin, Here You became a curse for me, Though You were innocent. The magnitude of Your great love Was shown in full degree, When righteous blood, the crimson spill, Rained down from Calvary. chorus Oh, the precious blood That flowed from Mercy's side, Washed away my sin When Christ my Savior died. Oh, the precious blood Of Christ the crucified, It speaks for me before Your throne, Where I stand justified. 2 And who am I that I should know This treasure of such worth, My Saviour's pure atoning blood Shed for the wrath I'd earned. For sin has stained my every deed, My every word and thought. What wondrous love that makes me one, Your priceless blood has bought. bridge A crown of thorns, pierced hands and feet A body bruised, and Mercy's plea.
standard citation for this article:
Peter Gagnon, ‘The Precious Blood’, 18 Jan 2009, Gilnahirk Baptist Church Web site. http://www.gilnahirkbaptist.org.uk/resources/worship/precious-blood.php (accessed 12 Mar 2010).
Peter Gagnon, ‘The Precious Blood’, 18 Jan 2009, Gilnahirk Baptist Church Web site. http://www.gilnahirkbaptist.org.uk/resources/worship/precious-blood.php (accessed 12 Mar 2010).
