Jimmy Swaggart His Blood Still Sets Men Free
Three crosses stood on Calvary's hill, twas crucifixion day
The time had come to pay sin's debt, and death was the only way
A hammer and a soldier's swing beat out redemption's sound
And from those hands that healed the sick, the blood came streaming down
And from precious veins, sinners chains were broken by the blood
Those rusty nails that shook the gates of Hell, had started a crimson flood
To one and to all, who would heed this gospel call, are waiting liberty
And the truth remains and will never change, The blood still sets men free
There is no curse on old Golgatha's, like there was when Jesus died
The crowd has passed away, that stood to watch Him be crucified
Two thousand years have come and gone since that day on Calvary
But the blood that flows from God's own Son, It's till setting sinners free
And from precious veins, sinners chains were broken by the blood
Those rusty nails that shook the gates of Hell, had started a crimson flood
To one and to all, who would heed this gospel call, are waiting liberty
And the truth remains and will never change, His blood still sets men free
