Washed By His Blood

The morning dew now spreads His Blood
     O’er all the earth made new;
His crimson drops become a flood
     To all the world imbue–

Imbue with Him who’s raised from dead
     By Spirit, covers earth,
Brings Body, Blood with which we’re fed;
     From grave we know new birth–

We’re born from womb that’s Mary’s heart
     Whose “Yes” gave Him to us:
Gave all of Eden His new start
     When we in Him now trust–

A trust that gives us Mary’s “Yes,”
     And we her children are,
As with her Son we all are blessed;
     He comes here from afar–

And from afar He heaven brings
     Up close to cover all;
Now we can hear the angels sing
     Who also on Him call.

For dew that is His Blood unites
     All heaven, earth in Him
To wash away all Eden’s blight:
     Become what should have been.