Put me in a dungeon black
Put me in a jail
Keep me there with hunger, lack,
Hold me without bail
Stack the warrants, make 'em high
So tall you cannot see
You can pile 'em to the sky
But, brother, I'm still FREE.

I don't care about this life
This body, wrapped in chains
I expected pain & strife
Don't care for my remains
You can burn me at the stake
Break out the guillotine
I will die for Jesus' sake
Upon The Lord I'll lean
You may think this strange behavior
But ponder it... you'll see
I won't forsake my Savior
Because He died for ME

He died in greatest suffering
His pain was SO much WORSE
Vinegar the soldier's offering
When His lips were cracked with thirst
He was scourged 39 times
With whips with metal tails
They made Him drag a heavy cross
They pierced His wrists with nails
He died by crucifixion
The most painful death, they say
But HE HAD THE VICTORY...

... HE ROSE ON THE THIRD DAY!

(chorus)


SoulSurvivor
(C) 2/8/2016