What Cost

To free us to take our sins away
What love was on display
The Lamb of God dying in our place

We were the ones who ran a-way
We wouldn't hear what He had to say
But He took the stripes that we deserved
Took on His Father's wrath, our life preserved

What cost did He pay
To free us to take our sins away
What love was on display
The Lamb of God dying in our place

Beaten and bruised without one complaint
Feeling God's wrath, suffering man's hate
All our sins turned God's face away
Feeling forsaken was the price He payed
Wearing our sins He gave His life away
To pay our ransom, only He could pay

For us He was pierced. For us He was crushed
For us He was despised, rejected dying alone
He gave all He could give, allowed His life to be drained
As His blood ran down, Hanging there dying in pain

What cost did He pay
To free us to take our sins away
What love on display
The Lamb of God dying in our place

What cost did He pay
To free us to take our sins away
What love on display
The Lamb of God dying in our place
Dying in our place



Credits
Writer(s): David Edward Coy
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