This Blood | Rita Springer | Praise And Worship | Ahavaha: There is a blood That cost a life That paid my way Death its price When it flowed Down from the cross My sins were gone My sins forgot . There is a grave That tried to hide This precious blood That gave me life In three days He breathed again And rose to stand in my defense . So I come to tell you He's alive To tell you that He dries every tear that falls So I come to tell you that He saves To shout and to proclaim that He's coming back for you This life, this price, this blood, this one . Oh, there is a Blood Oh, and it sights the blind It heals the sick The lonely, finds Oh, it has the Power To free the bound As chains they fall Upon the ground
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