To Jesus’ blood I owe
My soul’s supremest good;
It brought redemption down to me,
It led me up to God.

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The blood is all my plea,
The blood is all my need;
The blood of Jesus cleanseth me,
His blood is life indeed.

I wandered far from God,
The road was rough and wild;
I called, and Jesus answering said:
Come unto Me, My child.

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I looked, and lo! I saw
The blood besprinkled door,
’Twas open, and I hastened in,
To wander forth no more.

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How happy now my lot,
I’ve found my long sought rest;
The blood, the blood my only plea,
Makes me serenely blest.

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