How I trust my friend named Jesus,
For He alone is Mighty to save.
The stormy seas I once mistook for hopelessness,
Did carry my Lord in on their waves,

So we could walk along the shoreline forever,
And talk for hours as only best friends can.
When the sunset faded into darkness,
How I’d cling to my Savior’s Hand.

I’m redeemed by the blood of the Lamb.
I’m transformed by the power of His Hand.
Let the redeemed testify that the Lord is alive,
There is healing in His Hand.

Now I serve a living Savior,
Christ the Lord living in me.
He is alive and I love Him,
The One who gave His life for me.

I’m redeemed by the blood of the Lamb.
I’m transformed by the power of His Hand.
Let the redeemed testify that the Lord is alive,
There is healing in His Hand.

Rivers of mercy, forgiveness, healing, flowing from His Hand . . .
So come and drink from His fountain overflowing,
Living water of life, love, and peace.
The Fount of God that grants our pardon,
Through His Son to all who believe.

Be redeemed by the blood of the Lamb.
Be transformed by the power of His Hand.
Let the redeemed testify that the Lord is alive,
There is healing in His Hand.

Rivers of mercy, forgiveness, healing, flowing from His Hand,
Rivers of mercy, forgiveness, healing, flowing from His Hand . . .

Words and Music by Leigh Ashmore Stephenson
Copyright 2013 All Rights Reserved
Heavenknows Music BMI