Treaty of the blood of our God

The world chooses to be helpless to sin;

Rejecting the treaty of the blood of Our LORD JESUS.

Now everyone wonders why things get as they are;

And when the needed change will come.

The drunk finds it hard, to walk straight;

He wants to -- but he just cannot;

He wobbles here, he trips over there;

Like butterfly, he heads home -- anywhere he may find himself, is home.

The spirit inside of him has taken over,

he's not in the right; he's a zombie.

The honour in the blood of our LORD;

and the burden he bore on the cross;

will cleanse and save all;

who will believe.

The man who sins, is not fulfilled;

But his pleasure is to get some more;

From more to more, and more to more;

He offers him neck to the noose.

He is helplessly enslaved.

So you see, why the LORD will come;

to clean-up the wrong that is done;

The honour in the blood of our LORD;

and the burden he bore on the cross;

will cleanse and save all;

who will believe.

The world chooses to be helpless to sin;

Rejecting the treaty of the blood of Our LORD JESUS.

Now everyone wonders why things get as they are;

And when the needed change will come.