The gravest sins and darkest souls,
the birth of a Son
prophecy foretold.
In the deepest seas,
and the highest peaks
you came for me.
One life to give
one heart to grieve,
one Son of man
to die on a tree.
You stood among men, you loved the least.
and provided the bread
our living feast.
No one could fathom,
no one could see
the journey you wrote
was written for me.
You walked alone,
endured the crowd
the faces you met
forgot somehow.
Tortured for sin you never lived
beaten for lies
you would forgive.
The ground ran red,
your blood ran free.
you bled for me; Bled for me!
Your cross to bare,
the veil was torn
as many left
thought it done,
but others mourned.
Death would lose to victory.
The Son of man
who lived as planned
rose for me.
The King of kings, our Lord of Lords
alive to tell
deaths fallen sword.
My gravest sin has now been met,
Redemptions mercy
would forget.
Change my ways
remember the cross.
Dedicate life to Christ,
a Savior to the lost.
Lisa @ Authentic Truths 