My transgressions have led me to the hill where the blood of the lamb was spilled,
redemption hangs from a cross.
Where, oh death, is your victory? Where, oh death, is your sting?
I'm so undeserving, but your grace took my place.
How quickly I forgot that this life belongs to you.
I've turned my back on the one who died for me.
They ripped through your skin as you turned your cheek,
a crown of thorns for the King of Kings.
My sin weighs heavy on your heart as your flesh is torn apart.
My hands are stained, I can't wash it away.
My price was paid, your blood covers my shame.
I FOUND YOUR BLOOD ON MY CALLOUSED CONVICTIONS!
Clothed in betrayal as I kiss your cheek, a crown of thorns for the King of Kings.
I found an empty casket in your grave with a note that says your coming back again.
Where, oh death, is your victory? Where, oh death, is your sting?
redemption hangs from a cross.
Where, oh death, is your victory? Where, oh death, is your sting?
I'm so undeserving, but your grace took my place.
How quickly I forgot that this life belongs to you.
I've turned my back on the one who died for me.
They ripped through your skin as you turned your cheek,
a crown of thorns for the King of Kings.
My sin weighs heavy on your heart as your flesh is torn apart.
My hands are stained, I can't wash it away.
My price was paid, your blood covers my shame.
I FOUND YOUR BLOOD ON MY CALLOUSED CONVICTIONS!
Clothed in betrayal as I kiss your cheek, a crown of thorns for the King of Kings.
I found an empty casket in your grave with a note that says your coming back again.
Where, oh death, is your victory? Where, oh death, is your sting?