Ultimate Sacrifice
When they beat me, black and blue
I did it all, and thought of you
So you wouldn't taste bitter defeat
To the Cross, they nailed My Feet
When I said 'Forgive them, they know not what they do'
I said that special, just for you
For you I gladly paid the price
I gave My Life; My Sacrifice
On the Cross I stood, for all the world to see
Death had been defeated, you had been set free
On the Cross I said 'It Is Done'
The battle is over, I have won
They laid Me in a barren Tomb
But only for evil, did it spell doom
On the Third Day, I rose from the Grave
Eternal Life to all, I happily gave
Oh death, where is thou sting?
It has been defeated, by Me, Your King
No more will death knock on your door
And you will be with Me, forever more
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