It Was His Blood

It Was His Blood

It had to be pure, no less would do
Something to wash away the evil in our hearts
Someone who was sincere and without a fault –
But who?

We needed a way to hope for the future
A guide to lead us in the right direction
An open door to shelter during a storm –
But what?

A simple prayer spoken from the soul
The Father’s deepest love had to be shown
To those who refused to hear Him speak –
But how?

Many years ago, the solitary Lamb came
Hung on a tree, left alone to bleed and die
To save generations to come from Satan –
But why?

A debt He didn’t owe, one I couldn’t pay
Forever alive after He rose that third day
He conquered sin and death for all time –
But where?

The ultimate show of my Father’s love
Changed my life forever to come
By changing the heart in me –
It was His blood.