IT TOOK YOUR BLOOD Doyle Lawson & Quicksilver/It took your blood
I stand before You in this place Without one hope or plea My sins spread out before Your face As You look down on me
I have no merit on my own No ransom could there be My only hope is that Your blood In love has covered me
You took upon Your back a wooden cross And started on Your way to Calvary Tho great the pain You never Changed Your mind It took Your blood to set me free
I bow before You in this place My praise I give it to thee So thankful for amazing grace And that it reaches me
There was indeed a ransom paid My freedom has been won The sacrifice was Heavens best The blood of God's own Son
You took upon Your back a wooden cross And started on Your way Calvary Tho great the pain You never changed Your mind It took Your blood to set me free
You took upon Your back a wooden cross And started on Your way Calvary Tho great the pain You never changed Your mind It took Your blood to set me free
I bow before You in this place My praise I lift up to thee Lift up to thee
