322. There Is a Stream of Precious Blood

C.M.
by W. Cowper
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There is a stream of precious blood
 
Which flowed from Jesus’ veins;
 
And sinners washed in that blest flood
 
Lose all their guilty stains.
2
The dying thief rejoiced to see
 
That Savior in his day;
 
And by that blood, though vile as he,
 
Our sins are washed away.
3
Blest Lamb of God, Thy precious blood
 
Shall never lose its power,
 
Till every ransomed saint of God
 
Be saved to sin no more.
4
E’er since, by faith, we saw the stream
 
Thy wounds supplied for sin,
 
Redeeming love has been our theme,
 
Our joy and peace has been.
5
Soon in a nobler, sweeter song
 
We’ll sing Thy power to save;
 
No more with lisping, stamm’ring tongue,
 
But conquerors o’er the grave.
6
Lord, we believe Thou hast prepared
 
(Unworthy though we be)
 
For us a blood-bought, free reward,
 
And harps of minstrelsy.
7
Harps strung and tuned for endless years
 
And formed by power divine,
 
To sound in God the Father’s ears,
 
No other name but Thine.
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