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\"\"<\/a>Photo Credit: Flickr<\/a><\/p>\n

Probably the greatest offense of Christ to a disbelieving world is the cross. Why? Surely, the God of the universe could have orchestrated another way…a gentler, more palatable way to reconcile a wayward people back to Himself. How can we, mere mortals, prescribe to Creator God, a better way? God have mercy.<\/p>\n

In our small understanding of the costly nature of sin and the priceless redemption available to us through Jesus, we are undone. A sinless savior. Paying our debt that we had no way to do it. To a holy God. God the Father, restoring us back to Himself, through the death of this precious One, Jesus.<\/p>\n

Songwriter Rita Springer<\/a> wrote a song entitled This Blood<\/em><\/a> that exquisitely describes what Jesus did for us. There is something about this song that also brings together generations. Don’t miss how Springer describes the inspiration of this song and her personal experience of God in the process (here<\/a>). She also talks about her heritage of parents and grandparents who loved God deeply and raised her up in the tradition of choirs singing of this great love.<\/p>\n

Get ready for goosebumps. This song. This choir. This girl. This God:<\/p>\n

There is a blood
\nThat cost a life
\nThat paid my way
\nDeath its price
\nWhen it flowed
\nDown from the cross
\nMy sins were gone
\nMy sins forgot<\/p>\n

There is a grave
\nThat tried to hide
\nThis precious blood
\nThat gave me life
\nIn Three Days
\nHe breathed again
\nAnd rose to stand in my defense<\/p>\n

So I come to tell you He’s alive
\nTo tell you that He dries every tear that falls
\nSo I come to tell you that He saves
\nTo shout and to proclaim that He’s coming back for you
\nThis Life, This Price, This Blood, This One<\/p>\n

There is a Blood
\nThat sights the blind
\nThat Heals the sick
\nThe lonely finds
\nIt has the Power
\nTo free the bound
\nAs chains they fall
\nUpon the ground<\/p>\n

So pour it out and
\nTo cleanse my soul
\nAnd let’s liquid Glory flow
\nBecause it lives
\nTo make me whole
\nI owe my life
\nI owe my soul<\/p>\n

So I come to tell you He’s alive
\nTo tell you that He dries every tear that falls
\nSo I come to tell you that He saves
\nTo shout and to proclaim that He’s coming back for you
\nThis Life, This Price, This Blood, This One<\/p>\n

What can wash away my sin?<\/p>\n

Nothing, nothing, nothing,<\/p>\n

What can make me whole again?<\/p>\n

Nothing but the blood of Jesus (x2)<\/p>\n

There is a grave
\nThat tried to hide
\nThis precious blood
\nThat gave me life
\nIn Three Days
\nHe breathed again
\nAnd rose to stand in my defense<\/p>\n

So I come to tell you He’s alive
\nTo tell you that He dries every tear that falls
\nSo I come to tell you that He saves
\nTo shout and to proclaim that He’s coming back for you
\nThis Life, This Price, This Blood, This One*<\/p>\n

[Postscript: I LOVE choirs. Grew up with them, singing in them. In recent years, praise teams have also affected for me an avenue to worship God. The thing is: it’s easy to just be caught up with the singers, the sound and the solace…and stop short of worshiping the God who inspired such singing. May we never stop short. Hallelujah!]<\/p>\n