When the Lord passed over Egypt
There was weeping everywhere
For the angel smote the firstborn
Of each family dwelling there
But some houses He passed over
And His word had said before
And death entered not the portals
Where the blood was on the door
Precious blood upon the door
Saving blood upon the door
O, my soul, there is no danger
When the blood is on the door
We are in a land of danger
And death lurks on every hand
But that soul has perfect safety
Who obeys the Lord’s command
For secure in God’s pavilion
He can watch life’s breakers roar
For God’s angels guard that dwelling
Where the blood is on the door
Not the blood of lambs or cattle
Sprinkled over any part
But the blood of Christ the Savior
Can redeem a human heart
Then when death those ties shall sever
And we walk on earth no more
We may live with Christ forever
If His blood is on the door
Precious blood upon the door
Saving blood upon the door
O, my soul, there is no danger
When the blood is on the door