He dries every tear that falls

It's Worship Wednesday, and man do I need it. I need to worship EVERY day!

This week I felt the Holy Spirit leading me to share Rita Springer's This Blood. It's been a heck of a week, I'll be real. A LOT of emotions this week as my family is facing a horrible situation. A lot of pain and desperation and heartbreak. And as I've been interceding for a situation and just crying out to the Lord and asking a lot of "why" questions, these lyrics keep standing out to me: "He dries every tear that falls."

Your tears are not forgotten. They are all collected by a loving Father. And even when we turn our backs on Him, betray Him, forget Him, don't trust Him (whatever it is)... He is still good. He is still faithful. He still loves us and would give anything, even His son, to bring us close to Him.

Another thing about this song that rocked me this week is the power of the blood! It heals the sick, it finds the lonely, it frees those who are bound!! And that same blood has the power to free the heaviest, thickest, and most tightly bound chains.

So as you worship with us this week, give your burdens over to Him. Cry a few tears if you need to (Lord knows I've cried enough for all of us this week). Worship the Lord and let Him take your chains and your pain and whatever is keeping you bound.

Music video by Rita Springer performing This Blood. (C) 2014 Integrity Music http://vevo.ly/7YmMxx

 

Lyrics:

There is a blood
That cost a life
That paid my way
Death its price
When it flowed
Down from the cross
My sins were gone
My sins forgot

There is a grave
That tried to hide
This precious blood
That gave me life
In Three Days
He breathed again
And rose to stand in my defense

So I come to tell you He's alive
To tell you that He dries every tear that falls
So I come to tell you that He saves
To shout and to proclaim that He's coming back for you
This Life, This Price, This Blood, This One


There is a Blood
That sights the blind
That Heals the sick
The lonely finds
It has the Power
To free the bound
As chains they fall
Upon the ground

So pour it out and
To cleanse my soul
And let its crimson Glory flow
Because it lives
To make me whole
I owe my life
I owe my soul


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