That crimson flow.
The river of exhaustless cleansing that washes white as snow.
To cleanse from sin.
Nought else can take away the stain and cleanse the heart within.
That speaks so clear
Of cleansing to our God most Holy, and brings the sinner near.
Means Christ has died.
If e’er the sinner would be pardoned, the blood must be applied.
Cannot be priced.
Another’s blood could never satisfy our Holy God but Christ’s.
So vast it’s power.
The value of each precious drop out-poured remains unto this hour.