Obedient To the Point of Death
Christ the Eternal creator and Lord
His existence, exalted above
The source of life myriad of angels sing
Lord of my life, my saviour and king.
Christ my redeemer died for my sins
Obedient to the point of death.
He came down from glory, engulfed
In a human body. Father forgive them as
He drew his last breathe.
Obedient to die was for a just cause
Willing so let it be. If I was the only
Person left on the earth, Jesus would still
Die for me.
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