His Blood My Plea

1 His blood is all my plea,
Through grace divine alone,
To set the captives free,
It speaks before the throne.

Refrain:
His blood, His blood,
O wondrous, cleansing fountain!
His blood, His blood,
It flows from Calv’ry’s mountain.

2 His blood is all my plea,
Oh, wondrous, cleansing wave!
It reaches even me,
Its virtue now doth save. [Refrain]

3 His blood is all my plea,
Naught else will satisfy—
That I might ransomed be,
And not forever die. [Refrain]

4 His blood is all my plea;
His favor doth bestow
A greater love on me
Than earthly friends can show. [Refrain]

Source: Timeless Truths #307