He walked the way to the garden -
And blood fell in that place;
And... bound before the rulers
His blood streamed down His face...
No mercy, grace or pardon
Was granted to Him here...
But God was then providing
The price for all the years!
My sins were there upon Him -
Blood red...then sparkling white!
My hope in Him eternal
Brought Heaven into sight!
How can that bright red blood make white?
I do not understand...
But this I know - we’ll never need
Another sacrificial lamb!
He is so very beautiful...
More worthy than any words -
I cannot think of the abyss
Were His name never heard!
The tomb is but a vacuum
Drawing earthly souls to Him!
See?..the blood has done it’s mighty work..
And we are cleansed from sin!
Joan Clifton Costner
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4-16-00
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