1 Peter 1:18

• [1Pe 1:18] Blood Of Christ, Thy Spotless Lamb, The

  The blood of Christ, Thy spotless Lamb, O God, is all my plea; Naught else could for my sin atone; I have no merit of my own, Which I can bring to Thee. No sacrifice save His Who bore, My load upon the tree, No other plea which lips could frame, No other blood, no other name, Accepted is by Thee. Since Christ has entered by His blood, The holiest on high; By that same hallowed blood stained track, Thou welcomest the wanderer back, And biddest me draw nigh. Oh, wondrous cross! Oh precious blood! Oh death by which I live! The sinless One, for me made sin, Doth now His wondrous heart within, Eternal refuge give. By that blest cross, that cleansing blood, I know His power to save; The merits of His work confess, I stand in Him completely blest, A conqueror o’er the grave.

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• [1Pe 1:18] Covered By The Blood

  Once in sin’s darkest night I was wand’ring alone; A stranger to mercy I stood. But the Savior came nigh When he heard my faint cry, And He put my sins under the blood. Refrain They are covered by the blood; They are covered by the blood; My sins are all covered by the blood. Mine iniquities so vast Have been blotted out at last, My sins are all covered by the blood. From the burden I carried now I am set free, For Jesus has lifted my load. O the love and the grace I received in its place When he put my sins under the blood. Refrain I can ne’er understand why He sought even me, Why His lifeblood on Calvary flowed. But sufficient for me, Since He died on the tree, He hath put my sins under the blood. Refrain Now He comes to my heart and removes ev’ry care; He bears all my cumbering load. In a pathway replete With His love are my feet, Since He put my sins under the blood. Refrain

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• [1Pe 1:18] Enslaved By Sin And Bound In Chains

  Enslaved by sin and bound in chains, Beneath its dreadful tyrant sway, And doomed to everlasting pains, We wretched, guilty captives lay. Nor gold nor gems could buy our peace, Nor all the world’s collected store Suffice to purchase our release; A thousand worlds were all too poor. Jesus, the Lord, the mighty God, An all sufficient ransom paid. O matchless price! His precious blood For vile, rebellious traitors shed. Jesus the Sacrifice became To rescue guilty souls from hell; The spotless, bleeding, dying Lamb Beneath avenging Justice fell. Amazing goodness! Love divine! Oh, may our grateful hearts adore The matchless grace nor yield to sin Nor wear its cruel fetters more!

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• [1Pe 1:18] Nor Silver Nor Gold

  Nor silver nor gold hath obtained my redemption, Nor riches of earth could have saved my poor soul; The blood of the cross is my only foundation, The death of my Savior now maketh me whole. Refrain I am redeemed, but not with silver, I am bought, but not with gold; Bought with a price, the blood of Jesus, Precious price of love untold. Nor silver nor gold hath obtained my redemption, The guilt on my conscience too heavy had grown; The blood of the cross is my only foundation, The death of my Savior could only atone. Refrain Nor silver nor gold hath obtained my redemption, The holy commandment forbade me draw near; The blood of the cross is my only foundation, The death of my Savior removeth my fear. Refrain Nor silver nor gold hath obtained my redemption, The way into Heaven could not thus be bought; The blood of the cross is my only foundation, The death of my Savior redemption hath wrought. Refrain

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• [1Pe 1:18] Glory Be To Jesus

  Glory be to Jesus, Who, in bitter pains, Poured for me the lifeblood From His sacred veins! Grace and life eternal In that blood I find; Blest be His compassion, Infinitely kind. Blest through endless ages Be the precious stream Which from endless torments Doth the world redeem. There the fainting spirit Drinks of life her fill; There as in a fountain Laves herself at will. O, the blood of Christ! it Soothes the Father’s ire ; Opes the gate of Heaven; Quells eternal fire. Abel’s blood for vengeance Pleaded to the skies; But the blood of Jesus For our pardon cries. Oft as it is sprinkled On our guilty hearts, Satan in confusion Terror struck departs. Oft as earth exulting Wafts its praise on high, Angel hosts, rejoicing, Make their glad reply. Lift we then our voices, Swell the mighty flood; Louder still and louder Praise the precious blood!

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1 Peter 2:25

• [1Pe 2:25] Precious Hiding Place

  I was straying when Christ found me In the night so dark and cold; Tenderly His arm went round me, And He bore me to His fold. Refrain Precious hiding place, Precious hiding place, In the shelter of His love; Not a doubt or fear, Since my Lord is near, And I’m sheltered in His love. With His nail-scarred hand He bro’t me To the shelter of His love; Of His grace and will He taught me, And of heav’nly rest above. Refrain Tho’ the night be dark around me, I am safe, for He is near; Never shall my foes confound me, While the Savior’s voice I hear. Refrain

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1 Peter 5:8

• [1Pe 5:8] I Walk In Danger All The Way

  I walk in danger all the way, The thought shall never leave me That Satan, who has marked his prey, Is plotting to deceive me. This foe with hidden snares May seize me unawares If e’er I fail to watch and pray. I walk in danger all the way. I pass through trials all the way, With sin and ills contending; In patience I must bear each day The cross of God’s own sending. Oft in adversity I know not where to flee; When storms of woe my soul dismay, I pass through trials all the way. Death doth pursue me all the way, Nowhere I rest securely; He comes by night, he comes by day, And takes his prey most surely. A failing breath, and I In death’s strong grasp may lie To face eternity for aye. Death doth pursue me all the way. I walk with angels all the way, They shield me and befriend me; All Satan’s power is held at bay When heav’nly hosts attend me; They are my sure defense, All fear and sorrow, hence! Unharmed by foes, do what they may, I walk with angels all the way. I walk with Jesus all the way, His guidance never fails me; Within His wounds I find a stay When Satan’s power assails me; And by His footsteps led, My path I safely tread. In spite of ills that threaten may I walk with Jesus all the way. My walk is heavenward all the way; Await, my soul, the morrow, When thou shalt find release for aye From all thy sin and sorrow. All worldly pomp, begone! To Heaven I now press on. For all the world I would not stay; My walk is heavenward all the way.

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• [1Pe 5:8] My Soul Be On Thy Guard

  My soul, be on thy guard; Ten thousand foes arise; The hosts of sin are pressing hard To draw thee from the skies. O watch, and fight, and pray; The battle ne’er give o’er; Renew it boldly every day, And help divine implore. Ne’er think the victory won, Nor lay thine armor down; The work of faith will not be done, Till thou obtain the crown. Fight on, my soul, till death Shall bring thee to thy God; He’ll take thee, at thy parting breath, To His divine abode.

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