The Missing Blood Transfussion
by: James C.

There is my brother, lying in that room
For his life is fading, death will come soon I felt so helpless, "Lord
what can I do?" Pleading harder to God the weaker he grew
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"Lord, can't you save him? He's almost gone! Lord, why did his life go
so wrong?" Then the doctor pulled me aside
With a somber look that he tried to hide
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"He just needed some blood all along
But now it's too late, for now he's gone I asked you to give some
blood to him
So he wouldn't die in his wretched sin
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But you were afraid and now it's too late In matters like these, one
cannot wait"
"But doctor, my blood doesn't match!
Don't you have his type in that batch?"
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"The Blood he needed doesn't come from your vein
It comes from a Man who died for his pain
A Man whose blood is perfect in every way Only through
His blood, could his sins be paid
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The blood that would have healed his soul
And given him direction, the way to go
I asked you to share this blood with him
But you were afraid that you might offend ``
And now it's too late for now he's dead
That's one less reason for Jesus
to have bled!"