Tuesday, June 24, 2014

Blood Of Jesus

BLOOD OF JESUS - Written by Carroll Bryant


The devil drinks his wine and laughs at me
With a finger of fire, he points at me

Still laughing

I try to hide, to run, to escape
But he caught me in the night 
With a strange girl holding tight
Involved with sex until we were out of our minds

Fall, the blood of Jesus
Fall from the hands which are nailed to the cross
Taste the blood of Jesus
Don't want to burn in hell
Save my soul that is lost

The devil kisses me on the heart
With red eyes of death, I am his

Still kissing

I try to hide, to run, to escape
But he caught me in the night
With a needle getting high
Addicted to drugs until the day that I die

Fall, the blood of Jesus
Fall from the hands which are nailed to the cross
Taste the blood of Jesus
Don't want to burn in hell
Save my soul that is lost

I try to hide, to run, to escape
But he caught me in the night
With the blade of a knife
Prepared to take my life by suicide

The blood of Jesus has to save me
Let me taste the blood of Jesus

I was caught in the night with a knife at my life
With drugs as my high, and a girl by my side
And I want to die?

Fall, the blood of Jesus
Fall from the hands which are nailed to the cross
Taste the blood of Jesus
Don't want to burn in hell
Save my soul that is lost

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