A BODY BROKEN
A body broken,
His shed blood
Brought forth redemption
O praise the Lord
Not for His own sin
Which He knew none
But for our sins
God sent His Son.
God sent His Son
O praise His name
Throughout the ages
Jesus the same
Yesterday
Today, forever
God never changeth
He is my Saviour.
He is my Saviour
O how He loved
Went to the cross
And shed His blood
All my sins were
On Him laid
Took its full penalty
Death then the grave
Death, then the grave
It could not hold Him
To not one soul
Was He beholden
But Mighty Conqueror
He became
My risen Saviour
O praise His name.
O praise His name
All ye who know Him
He's coming one day
And that is awesome
Seek ye Him while
He may be found
We shall rise from
This mortal ground
This mortal ground
Burnt up with fire
New heaven and earth
Is our attire
Now with our Saviour
T'is pure delight
Goodbye all darkness
We're with the light.
Copyright Gary James Smith
May 20,2014
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