Victory Over Death
Christ came down to this wretched world
Cent percent God, cent percent man
His limitless love was unfurled
To cleanse us, make us His own clan
He chose to die on the cursed cross
Bore that ultimate agony
For us, He counted all gain loss
Gave His life on Calvary's tree
O'er death, He rose victorious
Conquered the grave, satan and sin
Now seated in heav'n glorious
He's alive and we live in Him.
03.19.2021
Copyright © Joanna Daniel | Year Posted 2021
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