The Blood of Jesus
I plead the blood of Jesus
To wash away my sin
Come into my heart, Lord
And cleanse me from within
Start cleaning from the outside
And work your way out
Help me show the world
What you're all about
You were lead like a lamb to the slaughter
And hung upon that tree
It gives me chills to think
That you died for me
The least I can do is give my life to you
My heart, my body, my soul
Use me to do your work, O Lord
But first, make me whole
~(c) Hollie, April 2000
have you ever seen the face of God?
someone else's sin
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