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Must I in sinful bondage be,
Deprived of peace and liberty,
When in the promise I can see
The blood of Jesus cleanseth?
The blood, the blood,
The precious blood of Jesus;
The blood will work a perfect cure,
Will cleanse the heart
and keep it pure;
The blood, the blood,
The precious blood of Jesus.
Must I be doubting, full of fear,
And gloom obscure
my pathway here,
Be up and down in life’s career?
The blood of Jesus cleanseth.
The blood, the blood,
The precious blood of Jesus;
The blood will work a perfect cure,
Will cleanse the heart
and keep it pure;
The blood, the blood,
The precious blood of Jesus.
Must I be under guilt and sin,
And have its blighting force within,
Beset by wrong, no vict’ry win?
The blood of Jesus cleanseth.
The blood, the blood,
The precious blood of Jesus;
The blood will work a perfect cure,
Will cleanse the heart
and keep it pure;
The blood, the blood,
The precious blood of Jesus.
Must I suppose I’m right today,
Tomorrow think I’ve gone astray,
Let demons hold me in dismay?
The blood of Jesus cleanseth.
The blood, the blood,
The precious blood of Jesus;
The blood will work a perfect cure,
Will cleanse the heart
and keep it pure;
The blood, the blood,
The precious blood of Jesus.
Must I by Satan be accused,
And with his galling yoke abused,
Until at length from heav’n refused?
The blood of Jesus cleanseth.
The blood, the blood,
The precious blood of Jesus;
The blood will work a perfect cure,
Will cleanse the heart
and keep it pure;
The blood, the blood,
The precious blood of Jesus.
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