The Blood of the Beloved

With a coat of single color I am covered.

I've a robe of a favorite son and I have discovered

The blood avails, the blood attains

The final sacrifice remains

All our loss is turned to gains

Because of the blood of the beloved.

The only lamb that can save a man

Can save all who believe

His blood flowed free on Calvary,

A gift we can all receive.

Wondrous mercy at such a cost

Wondrous mercy there at the cross

The blood of the Beloved Son

Makes us beloved too when it's work is done.

Bruised for our iniquities,

Pierced for our sin

The blood of the beloved frees

The weary souls of men.

Wondrous mercy at such a cost

Wondrous mercy there at the cross

The blood of the Beloved Son

Makes us beloved too when it's work is done.

July 18, 2006

Anthony Foster