It took blood
For me to stand here in Your presence
It took blood
For me to have my identity as a child of God
It took blood
For me to have hope for eternal life with You
It took blood
For me to be found and saved
It took blood
For me to walk in healing, wholeness and peace
It took blood
A priest, a righteous man, my Lord
It took blood
For the price to be paid, a ransom for freedom
It took blood for me to have a relationship with You
The death of a righteous man
Nor do you understand that it is better for you that one man should die for the people, not that the whole nation should perish.”
John 11:50 (ESV)
For he must remain in his city of refuge until the death of the high priest, but after the death of the high priest the manslayer may return to the land of his possession. And these things shall be for a statute and rule for you throughout your generations in all your dwelling places.
Numbers 35:28-30 (ESV)
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