1 The atoning blood is flowing—
Let all the tidings hear,
The gospel word is showing
How sinners may draw near.
The atoning blood's relieving
The prisoners from their chains,
And sinners in believing
Lose all their guilty stains.
2 The atoning blood is saving
Sinners of deepest dye,
The multitudes are having
Free titles to the sky.
The atoning blood is healing
The souls that sin hath slain,
Rejoicing saints are feeling
The promised "latter rain."
3 The atoning blood is bringing
Poor lost ones to the fold,
And heavenly hosts are singing
O'er multitudes untold.
The atoning blood is speaking
To every precious soul,
Who is salvation seeking,
"Believe and be made whole."
4 The atoning blood is staying
The great avenging rod;
While men are still delaying
To yield themselves to God.
The atoning blood is sealing
The world's eternal doom;
But to thy soul appealing,
Says, "Lost one, to me come."
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First Line: | The atoning blood is flowing |
Publication Date: | 1874 |
Notes: | Public Domain. |