The Blood, The Cross, The Spirit Leads

Come, come by the way of the blood.

Come to the throne of God,

by it alone are we welcomed,

by it alone redeemed.

By naught else are our souls reckoned.

By naught else are we received.

No act of will may gain purchase

no deed save surrender.

Reconciliation bought by

the precious blood of Christ.

May we rest in our position

as elect children of God.

The old man gathers round to mourn

the death of all he knew

for in the shadow of the cross

is our bright freedom found.

No effort born of strongest will

could right the barest part

for the fertile seed of sin

resides yet in our heart.

The cross has done what might could not;

has finished Adam's curse

for on it the old self has died

a new one finds its birth.

Though now in Christ we often try

to change ourselves for God

yet fruitless our efforts shall be

if we fail to yield to thee.

Lest we dwell in miserable state

of futility yet

us in humility repent

and surrender daily.

Let us admit our complete weakness

and let the Spirit lead

sublimating ourselves to this

only hope of vict'ry.

The blood, the cross, the Spirit leads

now and eternally,

in Christ alone our hope is found

from this earth to the next.