If I would've been there
I would've done the same
I would've been the first one to ridicule
And put him to shame
I definitely would've been the one
That hated Him the most
So, He did what He had to do...
He killed us both.
And when He got back up
He brought me along
To drink from His cup
And sing a new song
Truest blood shed from His wounds
Forever covers my deepest stains
Now I'm alive in Christ --
His death. My gain.
Isaiah 53:1-12; Galatians 2:20
Soli Deo Gloria,
Shon
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