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The Blood Is Still There
by Gary Duty
One dark night down in Egypt,
a fearful time had come,
for one little Hebrew boy,
who was his father's first born son.
Now with the angel of death passing low,
it was hard to fall asleep.
But one little lamb stood in his mind,
as he laid there counting sheep.
He wondered why the young lamb had to die,
why his blood was on the door.
Through the wind and rain it had still remained.
But he wanted to be sure.
So he called out to his earthly Father,
with a trembling voice so scared.
Crying "Father will you please look and see,
if the blood is still there?"
He said, son now don't you worry,
for the blood is there to stay.
The winds may blow and the rain may fall,
but it just won't wash away.
The blood will stand the raging storm,
Its been applied with loving care.
Safe, secure, you can rest assured,
that the blood is still there.
Looking over all the damage,
Satan's storm had left behind.
The flood of endless questions,
and doubts had filled my mind.
The fear that gripped my troubled soul,
brought me back to my knees in prayer.
Crying "Father will you please look and see,
if the blood is still there?"
He said, son now don't you worry,
for the blood is there to stay.
The winds may blow and the rain may fall,
but it just won't wash away.
The blood will stand the raging storm,
Its been applied with loving care.
Safe, secure, you can rest assured,
that the blood is still there.
Safe, secure, you can rest assured,
that the blood is still there.
by Gary Duty
One dark night down in Egypt,
a fearful time had come,
for one little Hebrew boy,
who was his father's first born son.
Now with the angel of death passing low,
it was hard to fall asleep.
But one little lamb stood in his mind,
as he laid there counting sheep.
He wondered why the young lamb had to die,
why his blood was on the door.
Through the wind and rain it had still remained.
But he wanted to be sure.
So he called out to his earthly Father,
with a trembling voice so scared.
Crying "Father will you please look and see,
if the blood is still there?"
He said, son now don't you worry,
for the blood is there to stay.
The winds may blow and the rain may fall,
but it just won't wash away.
The blood will stand the raging storm,
Its been applied with loving care.
Safe, secure, you can rest assured,
that the blood is still there.
Looking over all the damage,
Satan's storm had left behind.
The flood of endless questions,
and doubts had filled my mind.
The fear that gripped my troubled soul,
brought me back to my knees in prayer.
Crying "Father will you please look and see,
if the blood is still there?"
He said, son now don't you worry,
for the blood is there to stay.
The winds may blow and the rain may fall,
but it just won't wash away.
The blood will stand the raging storm,
Its been applied with loving care.
Safe, secure, you can rest assured,
that the blood is still there.
Safe, secure, you can rest assured,
that the blood is still there.
