My God can do anything but fail
He can save and He can heal.
His precious blood upon the tree
Was shed to set all men free.

His blood still flows for you and me
He died to wash your sins away,
Can't you hear Him calling you today?
Oh come unto Him, and be set free.

He wraps you now in His loving arms
And holds you close to His breast.
He whispers, "Child," I love you still,
Come unto Me, and rest awhile.

My God still waits for you and me,
See His arms stretched to the tree?
Oh such love, He gave His son,
Then He cried, My work is done!

Bernice Ward © 2007
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Music: "My Praise Song"

Words By Larry A. Hamblen
Music by Jerry D. Hamblen
Hamblen & Hamblen Music©
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