I Claim the Blood

I have a source of strength when I am weak,
That takes me through when life is pressing me.
I have a source of power from above,
I'm covered over by a shield of love.

I claim the blood Jesus shed on Calvary,
Those precious blood stains were made there just for me.
For all my sins, my sickness and my pain,
When I need healing, I claim those precious blood stains.

I do not know how others make it through,
Who never go to Calvary as I do.
For there's a healing, cleansing stream which flows,
With peace that only His redeemed can know.

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