Under the Blood (Guirey)

My sins

which were ma­ny

are all washed away

And now I am hap­py and free;

I sing of God’s mer­cy by night and by day

His won­der­ful mer­cy to me.

My sins are all un­der the blood

I’m washed in the soul-heal­ing flood;

Christ died in my place;

I am saved by His grace;

Praise God

I’m un­der the blood.

In Cal­va­ry’s fount­ain there’s life-giv­ing pow­er;

I plunged and my heart was made whole;

And now I am trust­ing my Sav­ior each hour;

His glo­ry is fill­ing my soul.

There’s room in this fount­ain for all who will come

There’s par­don and cleans­ing for you;

The mo­ment you en­ter your heal­ing is won

And you are a crea­ture made new.