Forgiven

Not far from New York in a cemetery lone.

Close guarding its grave stands a simple headstone, And all the inscription is one word alone- "FORGIVEN"

Nor sculptor's fine art hath embellished its form,

But constantly there through the calm and the storm, It beareth this word from a poor, fallen worm- "FORGIVEN."

The death is unmentioned, the name is untold; beneath lies the body, corrupted and cold;

Above rests his spirit, at home in the fold- "FORGIVEN".

And when from the Heavens, the Lord shall descend,

This stranger shall rise and to Glory ascend,

Well-known and befriended, so sing without end- "FORGIVEN".

Author unknown

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My Sins Are Gone

1. You ask me why I am happy so I'll just tell you why,

Because my sins are gone;

And when I meet the scoffers who ask me where they are, I say, My sins are gone.

2. When Satan tries to tempt me, and tries to make me doubt, I say, My sins are gone;

You got me into trouble, but Jesus got me out,

I'm glad, my sins are gone.

Chorus

They're underneath the Blood of the cross of Calvary, As far removed as darkness is from dawn;

In the sea of God's forgetfulness, that's good enough for me,

Praise God, my sins are gone.

-N. B. Vandall

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Nothing but the Blood

What can wash away my sins? Nothing but the blood of Jesus.

What can make me whole again? Nothing but the Blood of Jesus.

For my pardon this I see- nothing but the blood of Jesus.

For my cleansing this my plea- nothing but the blood of Jesus.

Nothing can for sin atone- nothing but the blood of Jesus.

Naught of good that I have done- nothing but the blood of Jesus.

This is all my hope and peace- nothing but the blood of Jesus.

This is al my righteousness- nothing but the blood of Jesus.

Chorus:

Oh, precious is the flow, that makes me white as snow;

No other fount I know- nothing but the blood of Jesus.

- Robert Lowry