By the Blood

By the Blood of the lamb he lives life through me

His very own vessel to fill and set free

By the blood of the lamb my soul's virgin again

With me to stand- so my priest takes my hand.

In the power of love and the power of light

With ther powere of salt and the power of sight

No longer a blind guide- I'll ever abide

With Him here inside my old ways have died.

He ever intercedes for to pray and to plead.

My great high priest is my friend in need

By the blood of the lamb I am born as a child

Redeemed, transfigured and reconciled!

n the power of love and the power of light

With ther powere of salt and the power of sight

No longer a blind guide- I'll ever abide

With Him here inside my old ways have died.