Monday, September 9, 2019

His Blood


When his blood flowed from the cross, my old life was tossed
Into the fiery abyss that life I  will not miss
For I will forever live my life for Christ who died to give me life
His death was not in vain because his blood washed away my sinful stain
Yes, my old life was lost when his blood flowed from the cross

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