As drops of His precious blood
Blossomed in the dusty ground
Below that awful cross on Calvary
Those blood diamonds flowed forth
From Him who came to save us...
Imagine the anguish he undertook
That we who deserved not reprieve
Should be saved from sin: alas He died
Because he knew we could never
Pay such a price: no never could we
Raise up a ransom to equal His own
Those most precious of blood diamonds...
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