Washed in the Blood of the Lamb

Who

who are these be­side the chil­ly wave

Just on the bor­ders of the si­lent grave

Shouting Je­su’s pow­er to save

Washed in the blood of the Lamb.

Sweeping through the gates of the new Je­ru­sa­lem

Washed in the blood of the Lamb

Sweeping through the gates of the new Je­ru­sa­lem

Washed in the blood of the Lamb.

These

these are they who

in their youth­ful days

Found Je­sus early

and in wis­dom’s ways

Proved the full­ness of His grace

Washed in the blood of the Lamb.

These

these are they who

in af­flict­ion’s woes

Ever have found in Je­sus calm re­pose

Such as from a pure heart flows

Washed in the blood of the Lamb.

These

these are they who

in the con­flict dire

Boldly have stood amid the hot­test fire;

Jesus now says

come up high­er

Washed in the blood of the Lamb.

Safe

safe up­on the ev­er shin­ing shore

Sin

pain

and death

and sor­row are all o’er;

Happy now and ev­er­more

Washed in the blood of the Lamb.