By the blood

By the blood we find the victory by the blood we overcome

By the blood we have the power to see by the blood your will is done

Your skin the fabric of eternity

As rent for one such as me

I will never understand

How this came to be.

In your veins flowed holiness

And wounded it poured out

You were pierced because of sin

No broken cistern of doubt.

For in your blood there is true life

The kind that shall remain

With the blood of God’s own lamb

The portals of our hearts are stained

And there he merged our blood with his

In his righteousness now clothed

Our rags are dipped in holy blood

And made as white as snow

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Anthony Foster