Blood

To the one who has died and rose again
Your streeming Red
Everything we gain
It was all shed
From you

Because the pain you endured
While on that tree
We were ensured
To be free
From us

That isn't the end
There is so much more
You have called us to send
We are to go and reach out for
everyone

Tell the whole gospel
The ministry of suffering
The pain of knowing some will repel
Pick up the Cross share the joy of losing
self