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O The Blood

by Caleb Gallifant

Gateway Worship just released their CD God Be Praised.  While the entire CD may not suit your delight, one song undoubtedly will: “O The Blood” sung by Kari Jobe.  Here are the lyrics and a video of the song:

O the blood
Crimson love
Price of life’s demand
Shameful sin
Placed on Him
The Hope of every man

O the blood of Jesus washes me
O the blood of Jesus shed for me
What a sacrifice that saved my life
Yes, the blood, it is my victory

Savior Son
Holy One
Slain so I can live
See the Lamb
The great I Am
Who takes away my sin

O the blood of the Lamb
O the blood of the Lamb
O the blood of the Lamb
The precious blood of the Lamb
What a sacrifice
That saved my life
Yes, the blood, it is my victory

O what love
No greater love
Grace, how can it be
That in my sin
Yes, even then
He shed His blood for me

Quiet & Content

by Caleb Gallifant

From the poet, Wendell Berry:

I dream of a quiet man

who explains nothing and defends

nothing, but only knows

where the rarest wildflowers

are blooming, and who goes,

and finds that he is smiling

not by his own will.

-Wendell Berry, Given (Berkeley, Counterpoint, 2005), “Sabbaths 1999,” pp. 70.