Nothing But The Blood (Resurrection) Lyrics

What can wash away my sin

Nothing but the blood of Jesus

What can make me whole again

Nothing but the blood of Jesus

O precious is the flow

That makes me white as snow

No other fount I know

Nothing but the blood of Jesus

This is all my hope and peace

Nothing but the blood of Jesus

This is all my righteousness

Nothing but the blood of Jesus

O precious is the flow

That makes me white as snow

No other fount I know

Nothing but the blood of Jesus

Today is the day of resurrection

Dead yesterday

Our lives were decomposing

Slowly breaking apart into cells

And the elements of life

Working our way back to dust

In our bodies, in our souls

In our families

In our pursuit of more

In our grasping for something we can control

In our agonizing climb

To be worthy of being like God

To be worthy of love

What a beautiful resurrection

That would battle for all

Even if they did not yet see

The decay of their corpses

And yes, when Jesus let go of His spirit

Absorbed our sin and dove into the darkness we were working our way towards

It seemed like the end

Death, the final word

For from death there is no hope

And yes

That turned out to be the mere stillness

Before the heart of creation reset

Before death's word was not the last

Before the Christ of resurrection

Recovered hope from death

Today is the day of resurrection

Today is the day we find that

The death of God was His battle cry

And not the victory song of the enemy

Where we thought nothing could grow

Barren and salted lands

Begin to flourish

A freshly planted garden

Looks remarkably like a new grave

But in an act of war

Flowers explode from that coffin

Hope bursts forth from that grave

Do not begin to believe

That this is some imaginary cosmic bathing

A limited deal with an expiration date

A one time offer or a one day event

Sometimes I let darkness take hold again

And death sink its claws into places

Where Jesus longs to stake a claim of resurrection

The Spirit of God is yearning to raise the dead things in our lives

To push back the forces of darkness

To open up the floodgates

Over all the places we need the hope of life

Over all the places we are afraid to ask for it

I don't think the God of resurrection

Sees anything or anyone as hopeless

Today is the day of resurrection

We get to be a part of that

Calling creation back

Restoring the masterpiece little by little

And it is good

Today is the day of resurrection

And I am craving hope, where I have accepted the infection of demise

So, I'm inviting God to swing wide the gates held tight

Where I have believed the liar who told me

That God can't go there or wouldn't bother to

I'm urging the God of resurrection

To make a way where there seems like none

Make us His agents of resurrection, of restoration, of reconciliation, of hope

On what doors does God knock

Where have we lost hope

Today is the day of resurrection

Today we remember

The day hope came back from the dead

O precious is the flow

That makes me white as snow

No other fount I know

Nothing but the blood of Jesus

Nothing but the blood of Jesus

Nothing but the blood of Jesus