There was a song that we used to sing in church when I was growing up....
I know it was the blood, I know it was the blood, I know it was the blood for me.
One day when I was lost, He died upon the cross.
I know it was the blood for me.
Every time I need Him, He's there.
I was in so much pain on yesterday that I was poppin pills like an addict. For some reason I rubbed the area with blessed oil and said a simple prayer for God to heal me. I didn't really expect anything, but I have not taken any pills since about 9pm yesterday!!!
THANK GOD the He shed his blood for me. His word says by His stripes I am healed and I thank God for His blood!!!
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