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The Blood Of Jesus

The blood of Jesus is flowing,
Come take a plunge.
So freely it's flowing,
Don't you watch the crowd.
The Holy Spirit is pleading,
He has done it before.
The precious blood is flowing,
Come wash your soul.
The hour is late, no time for delay.
The precious blood is flowing,
Why! Why do you wait?
When like a river it's flowing.

Some of those who saw him
Suffer on Calvary's cross.
Some stood there and mocked Him,
"king of the Jews!"
On which side are you standing,
Can you answer today?
The judgment day is coming,
Have you made your choice?
The hour is late, no time for delay.
The precious blood is flowing,
Let nothing stands in your way.
For like a river it's flowing.


William Layton Nelson
William at theforestman.com

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