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.