36 - Nothing But the Blood - Ekklesia Muskogee

Ekklesia Muskogee

36 - Nothing But the Blood

VERSE 1

What can wash away my sin?
Nothing but the blood of Jesus
What can make me whole again?
Nothing but the blood of Jesus

CHORUS

Oh, precious is the flow
That makes me white as snow!
No other fount I know
Nothing but the blood of Jesus!

VERSE 2

For my pardon, this I see
Nothing but the blood of Jesus
For my cleansing, this I plead
Nothing but the blood of Jesus

VERSE 3

This is all my hope and peace
Nothing but the blood of Jesus!
This is all my righteousness
Nothing but the blood of Jesus!

1 - 5:21

VERSE 1 Our guilt was placed securely on His shoulders Our lives are sown in sin, O the price is high! His body bloodied and his Name reviled It was for us, though God, He bled and died! CHORUS All my sin and shame Went to the Lamb that was slain; And all His righteousness has come to me! His grace so great and free Given to all who will believe; Come all who thirst and drink, drink freely! VERSE 2 The wrath of God is coming for the wicked Where can we hide from His Holy sight? We run unto the Lamb that’s slain for safety He drank the cup to make us reconciled! BRIDGE We’re so wicked That He had to die Yet, so loved that He was willing to give up his life

49 - Ye That Pass By

VERSE 1 All ye that pass by, to Jesus draw nigh: To you is it nothing that Jesus should die? Our ransom and peace, Our surety He is: Come, see if there ever was sorrow like His. CHORUS 1 For what we have done His blood must atone: The Father hath punished for us His dear Son. VERSE 2 He dies to atone for sins not His own; Your debt He hath paid, and your work He hath done. Ye all may receive the peace He did leave, Who made intercession, “My Father, forgive!” (CHORUS 2) CHORUS 2 For what we have done His blood must atone: The Father hath punished for us His dear Son. The Lord, in the day of His anger, did lay Your sins on the Lamb, and He bore them away. BRIDGE His death is my plea; my Advocate see, And hear the blood speak that hath answered for me. My ransom He was when He bled on the cross; And losing His life He hath carried my cause. (CHORUS 1)

48 - When I Survey The Wondrous Cross

VERSE 1 When I survey the wondrous cross On which the Prince of glory died, My richest gain I count but loss, And pour contempt on all my pride. VERSE 2 Forbid it, Lord, that I should boast, Save in the death of Christ my God! All the vain things that charm me most, I sacrifice them to His blood. VERSE 3 See from His head, His hands, His feet, Sorrow and love flow mingled down! Did e’er such love and sorrow meet, Or thorns compose so rich a crown VERSE 4 Were the whole realm of nature mine, That were a present far too small; Love so amazing, so divine, Demands my soul, my life, my all.