Thank You King Jesus
How can I thank you,
Oh Lord of mine.
You took on the sins, that should have been mine.
You bore my shame, my diseases, my lack
You came down from heaven
To set us free
You that were worthy
Died on a cross made from a tree
Because of your shed blood,
Satan has no hold on me.
The curtain was torn,
The barrier gone
That separated us from the Creator,
Our father, the one true God.
I look forward to heaven,
To live with you there.
With the believers of you, Jesus.
Those that accepts you as savior,
Been washed clean by your blood
You’ve defeated the enemy
and wrapped us in love.
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