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This page consists of words to a few old hymns dealing with the blood of Christ that I have found in some outdated song books. If any of these are of interest to you, please contact me and I can send you the music. If any of these hymns are under present copyright, please let me know and I will either remove them or ask for permission to print them here. Singing about the blood of Jesus Christ is so unheard of today that maybe this will spark a new wave of singing in your church or in the people you sing to.P.S. You may think you recognize the songs by their titles,
but these are not the 'common ones' we have in our hymn books today.Power in the Blood
Saved Through Jesus' Blood
It Cleanseth Me
His Blood Availeth for Me
Precious Blood
The Blood
Thank God for the Blood
Washed in the Blood
Hide You in the Blood
Covered by the Blood
Under the Blood
Under His Blood
Power in the Blood
There is pow'r in the blood, now,
to wash your soul, There is pow'r in the blood
to keep you whole,
There is pow'r in the blood, to
help you win, There is pow'r in the blood
to save from sin. .
There is pow'r in the blood, to
make you white, There is pow'r in the blood,
to keep you right,
There is pow'r in the blood to
lead you on, There is pow'r in the blood
of God's dear Son.
There is pow'r in the blood, it's
atoning grace, There is pow'r in the blood
for all the race,
There is pow'r in the blood, just
look on high, There is pow'r in the blood,
'tis drawing nigh.
There is pow'r in the blood, plunge
beneath its' wave, There is pow'r in the blood
to keep and save,
There is pow'r in the blood, be
firm and true, There is pow'r in the bloodto
help, yes, you.
Chorus
Glory to the Lamb, Glory to the Lamb, for He shed His
bloodfor
thee,
He will keep you in the way and will never let you stray, There is
pow'r in the blood.
Sometime we'll stand before the judgment bar, The quick, the risen dead;
The Lord will then make known the record there; Our names will all
be read.
I'll then receive a bright and starry crown, As only God can give;
And when I've been with him ten thousand years, I'll have no less to
live.
Then we shall meet to never part again; Our toil will then be o'er;
We'll lay our burdens down at Jesus' feet, And rest forever more.
Chorus
I'll be present when the roll is called, pure and spotless thro' the
crimson flood;
I will answer when they call my name; Saved thro' Jesus
blood.
There is a stream that flows from Calvary, A crimson tide so deep and
wide;
It washes whiter than the purest snow, It cleanseth me, I know.
Its saving virtues ever are the same, It cleanseth still, and always
will;
Poor sinners, who will seek the Saviour's face, Shall know His wondrous
grace.
No other fountain can for sin atone But Jesus' blood,
O precious flood!
And whosoever will may plunge there-in, And be made free from sin.
Chorus
Hallelujah! 'tis His bloodthat
cleanseth me,
'Tis His grace that makes me free, And, my brother, 'tis for thee;
O Hallelujah! 'Tis salvation, full and free,
And it cleanseth, yes, it cleanseth me.
There's a crimson tide from the Saviour's side, And it purgeth all who
plunge there-in;
O its healing stream doth the soul redeem, And it cleanseth from all
sin.
There's a boundless sea flowing full and free, From the cross where
Jesus bled and died;
O its precious flow washes white as snow, And it's mercies e'er abide.
From the contrite heart He doth ne'er depart, But he offers pardon o'er
and o'er;
He the sins doth roll from the burdened soul, And remembers them no
more.
Chorus
Hallelujah! Hallelujah! It cleansed my heart and made me free;
Hallelujah! Hallelujah! His blood
availed for me.
The blood of Jesus is so precious
Because it saves me from all sin;
He shed His blood for my salvation
To cleanse and make me pure within.
The blood of Jesus is so precious
Because His blood has brought me nigh;
I once was lost in sin, a stranger, But now I have a home on high.
The blood of Jesus is so precious
Because His blood has made my peace;
I find sweet rest in serving Jesus, He bids my ev'ry struggle cease.
The blood of Jesus is so precious
Because it gives me victory;
I overcome by simply trusting, And now in Him I am made free.
Chorus
Precious blood, precious blood,
More precious than silver or gold;
Precious blood, precious blood,
His blood is of value untold.
Flowing from Calvary's side, A wondrous stream by faith I see.
Flowing a soul-cleansing tide, That blood
is all my plea.
His love how can I proclaim, How can I pay the debt I owe?
How tell the pow'r of His name, His boundless glory show.
Starting from Calvary's side, The spear that shed the sacred blood
Opened a wonderful tide, That boundless glory show.
He all my ways shall direct, Thro' wonders of His boundless grace.
My heart shall ever reflect, The beauty of His face.
Chorus
The blood, the blood,
the wonderful blood,
I plunge beneath the cleansing flood,
I rise redeem'd to stand before God,
A son by grace divine.
In sin I wandered sore and sad, with bleeding heart and aching head,
Til Jesus came and firmly said, "I'll take thy sins away."
I gave my heart, my life, my all To Him who drank the cup of gall
To raise the guilty from the fall And take their sins away.
The water, Spirit and the blood
Agree, if we but understood,
In making sinners pure and clean, and take their sins away.
How wonderful God's mighty plan! How grace the awful gulf did
span
When He took on the form of man to take our sins away.
We cannot know, we may not tell How we are saved from death and hell;
Thru faith we know that all is well - He took our sins away.
Chorus
Thank God for the blood!
Thank God for the blood!
Thank God for the blood that washes
white as snow!
Washed in the Blood, by the Spirit
sealed, Christ in His Word is to me revealed.
Glory to God! in my soul doth shine God, my Salavation and His life
is mine!
Once I was blind but, behold, I see; God from above now hath shined
into me.
Cleansed from all sin, in His Word I behold Wealth which can never
never be compared to gold.
Oh, that the world might the Saviour see, that blessed Saviour who saved
poor me!
Oh, how the lost ones would come shouting home, Never, never, never,
never more to roam.
Washed in the Blood! Sinner,
come to today; Jesus so freely the debt will pay.
Come to His arms, to His arms of grace. Come, now in meekness
seek the Saviour's face.
Chorus
Washed in the Blood, washed in
the Blood!
Washed in the Blood, in the soul-cleaning
Blood.
Washed in the Blood, washed in
the Blood!
Sealed in the Spirit true,
and washed in the Blood!
Come from the loathsome way of sin; Hide you in the blood
of Jesus;
Come for the Lord will take you in, Hide you in the blood
of Jesus.
Come to the shelter's safe retreat, Hide you in the blood
of Jesus;
Come for the storms around you beat, Hide you in the blood
of Jesus.
Come for your sins the Lord has bled, Hide you in the blood
of Jesus;
Come tho' they be like crimson red, Hide you in the blood
of Jesus.
Chorus
O hide you in the blood, for the
storms are raging high,
O hide you in the blood, 'Til the
dangers pass you by!
Once in sin's darkest night I was wand'ring alone; A stranger to mercy
I stood.
But the Saviour came night when He heard my faint cry,
And He put my sins under the Blood!
From the burden I carried now I am made free, For Jesus has lifted my
load.
Oh, the love and grace, I received in its place,
When He put my sins under the Blood!
I can ne'er understand why He sought even me, Why HIs life-blood on
Calvary flowed.
But sufficient for me, Since He died on the tree,
He hath put my sins under the Blood!
Now He comes to my heart and removes ev'vy care; He bears all my cumbering
load.
In a pathway replete with His love at my feet,
Since He put my sins under the Blood!
Chorus
They are covered by the Blood,
they are covered by the Blood,
My sins are all covered by the Blood.
Mine iniquities so vast have been blotted out at last.
My sins are all covered by the Blood!
Lord, keep my soul from day to day Under the Blood, under the Blood;
Take doubt and fear and sin away, Under the precious Blood.
The sinner's refuge here alone, Under the Blood, under the Blood;
Here Jesus makes salvation known, Under the precious Blood.
Lord, with thyself my spirit fill, Under the blood, under the Blood;
And work in me to do Thy will, Under the precious Blood.
The Holy Spirit, hour by hour, Under the Blood, under the Blood;
Exerts His sanctifying pow'r, Under the precious Blood.
Chorus
Under the Blood, the precious Blood;
Under the cleansing, healing flood;
Keep me Saviour, from day to day, Under the precious Blood.
A river of crimson flows down from the tree; It springs from the fountain
of blood.
I plunged in that river and Christ made me free; My sins rolled away
in the flood.
'Twas there on the cross Jesus suffered and died in agony, sorrow and
woe,
Then a soldier, one day, thrust a spear in His side, and started the
life giving flow.
That life giving stream will continue, I'm told A-down thro' all ages
of time;
Till it carries me into the city of gold, Redeemed by the blood
of the Lamb.
Plunge in then, my brother, by faith in God's Word; Let Christ make
you whiter than show;
Transformed by His wonderful grace you will rise, singing, "Jesus has
saved me, I know!
Chorus
My sins are all under the blood;
My sins are all under the blood;
From their stain I am clean, They will never be seen;
Hallelujah! They're under the blood!