Tell Me How To Heal
My blood cannot heal me
of my inequities
my blood is corrupted
in sinful DNA of the first man
who caused us all to stumble
the only blood that heals my soul
is the incorruptible one shed by the Lamb
two thousand years ago
on that rugged cross
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