Upon the cross our Sav­ior died,
On Calvary’s brow was cru­ci­fied;
See from His hands, His feet, His side,
His blood is dropping down.

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His blood is drop­ping, drop­ping down,
His blood is drop­ping, drop­ping down;
O sin­ner, get be­neath the cross,
His blood is drop­ping down.

For you the thorns once pierced His brow,
He drank the cup, we know not how;
And for sal­va­tion ev­en now,
His blood is drop­ping down.

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O sin­ner, come to Him to­day,
For He hath told you that you may;
He’ll wash your guilt and sin away,
His blood is drop­ping down.

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No long­er then be tem­pest tossed:
In Je­sus rest, He paid the cost;
And that your soul may not be lost,
His blood is drop­ping down.

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