Dec 2024
I will run to the Cross.
The hill where Christ died,
Dead with thee I shall be.
I have seen the blood.
The precious Crimson,
Beloved of them drawn.
I will taste the blood
Here quickening avail.
The hill where Christ died,
Dead with thee I shall be.
I have seen the blood.
The precious Crimson,
Beloved of them drawn.
I will taste the blood
Here quickening avail.
