Draw me nearer, nearer blessed Lord,
To the cross where Thou hast died.
Draw me nearer, nearer, nearer blessed Lord,
To Thy precious, bleeding side.

I am Thine, O Lord, I have heard Thy voice,
And it told Thy love to me;
But I long to rise in the arms of faith
And be closer drawn to Thee.

Draw me nearer, nearer blessed Lord,
To the cross where Thou hast died.
Draw me nearer, nearer, nearer blessed Lord,
To Thy precious, bleeding side.

Consecrate me now to Thy service, Lord,
By the power of grace divine;
Let my soul look up with a steadfast hope,
And my will be lost in Thine.

Draw me nearer, nearer blessed Lord,
To the cross where Thou hast died.
Draw me nearer, nearer, nearer blessed Lord,
To Thy precious, bleeding side.

O the pure delight of a single hour
That before Thy throne I spend,
When I kneel in prayer, and with Thee, my God
I commune as friend with friend!

Draw me nearer, nearer blessed Lord,
To the cross where Thou hast died.
Draw me nearer, nearer, nearer blessed Lord,
To Thy precious, bleeding side.

There are depths of love that I cannot know
Till I cross the narrow sea;
There are heights of joy that I may not reach
Till I rest in peace with Thee.

Draw me nearer, nearer blessed Lord,
To the cross where Thou hast died.
Draw me nearer, nearer, nearer blessed Lord,
To Thy precious, bleeding side.

Have you been to Jesus for the cleansing power? Are you washed in the blood of the Lamb? Are you fully trusting in His grace this hour? Are you washed in the blood of the Lamb?

Are you washed in the blood, in the soul cleansing blood of the Lamb? Are your garments spotless? Are they white as snow? Are you washed in the blood of the Lamb?

Are you walking daily by the Savior’s side? Are you washed in the blood of the Lamb? Do you rest each moment in the Crucified? Are you washed in the blood of the Lamb?

Are you washed…

When the bridegroom cometh will your robes be white? Are you washed in the blood of the Lamb? Will your soul be ready for the mansions bright, and be washed in the blood of the Lamb?

Are you washed…

Lay aside the garments that are stained with sin, and be washed in the blood of the Lamb; There’s a fountain flowing for the soul unclean, O be washed in the blood of the Lamb!

Are you washed in the blood, in the soul cleansing blood of the Lamb? Are your garments spotless? Are they white as snow? Are you washed in the blood of the Lamb?

Yes, I’ll show wonders to the dead. Yes, the dead shall rise and praise your holy name; my mercies be declared in the grave, my faithfulness in destruction. Yes, my wonders shall be known in the dark, my righteousness in the land of forgetfulness, and in the morning shall your prayer come to meet me. I’ll not hide my face from thee.

In the morning will I rise. In the morning will I rise. Though every man forsake me on this I will rely. Though hell and death prevent me and swallow up my life, in the morning will I rise.

There will be peace like a river, praise like a flowing stream. You will be borne upon her sides, and play upon her knees. As a mother her children, so I will comfort thee. Yes I will comfort you in Jerusalem. And when you see your heart rejoice and flourish like a tree; so I will comfort thee in Jerusalem.

We are one body, we are one. We are one Spirit, we are one; one heart, one soul, all in one accord, with only one desire: the glory of the Lord. We are one body, we are one.

There is one body, there is one Spirit, one hope of your calling to which you are called, one Lord, one faith, there is one baptism, one God and Father of us all. 

I’ve defeated powers, dominions, and principalities. I’ve given you my authority to reign as kings and priests. I’ve seated you in heavenly places at the Father’s right hand. So, go forth in the power of my name, enter in and take the land.

Believe in all that I’ve done. My Work is complete. For it’s because I go to my Father that you have the victory.

And your Word you have exalted high above all your name, and your name is exalted far above every name.Though heaven and earth will pass away, still your Word will remain. Yesterday, today, and forever you are always the same.

Be faithfull unto death my friends and labor in my field, reaping fruits of righteousness and I will be your shield. The crown of life I’ll give to you and you will reign with me. Shining like the brightest stars through out eternity.

He hung on a tree that day in pain and sorrow, He prayed for me that day and bought my tomorrow. God was a carpenter, He was a baby, He is the Son of Man, the one who saved me. Yes He will reign forever more. Every knee will bow down before Him.

I hung on a tree that day in pain and sorrow. I prayed for you that day and bought your tomorrow. I endured the cross, despising the shame for the joy set before me.

It’s the Blood of the Lamb.
It’s the Blood of the Lamb.
It’s the Blood of the Lamb that can cleanse the deepest stain.
It washes me whiter than the snow, than the snow.
My Jesus, God’s precious sacrifice.

Written by Micheal Christ. Used by permission.