Like water, Christ's blood flowed free Beneath the cross of Calvary. It soaked the dry and holy ground, Without a single moaning sound. Such love my Savior has for me, Without that blood where would I be? Let not a single drop be in vain, Nor wasted suffering for my shame. Oh, Lord, I give my life to Thee. Let every single part of me Forever more your servant be, From now on and through eternity.
