Three Days - Live
A King upon a cross
Oh how can it be
That You would give Your life
To save a wretch like me
When I think of what You've done
It just doesn't make sense
That You would want this heart
With all its brokenness
You could've raised Your voice
But You knelt down to pray
You could've left that cross
But You chose to stay
You could've cast a stone
But You rolled one away
And in three days You left the grave
You left the grave
A hope I couldn't earn
You died for me to know
So in life's darkest days
I know You hold me close
What can I do but praise
The God who came for me
The Treasure of my heart
I give You everything
You could've raised Your voice
But You knelt down to pray
You could've left that cross
But You chose to stay
You could've cast a stone
But You rolled one away
And in three days You left the grave
You left the grave
So when this life is done
And my final breath gives way
I know that like my King
In that grave I will not stay
You could've raised Your voice
But You knelt down to pray
You could've left that cross
But You chose to stay
You could've cast a stone
But You rolled one away
And in three days You left the grave
Yes in three days
You left the grave
You left the grave
Oh how can it be
That You would give Your life
To save a wretch like me
When I think of what You've done
It just doesn't make sense
That You would want this heart
With all its brokenness
You could've raised Your voice
But You knelt down to pray
You could've left that cross
But You chose to stay
You could've cast a stone
But You rolled one away
And in three days You left the grave
You left the grave
A hope I couldn't earn
You died for me to know
So in life's darkest days
I know You hold me close
What can I do but praise
The God who came for me
The Treasure of my heart
I give You everything
You could've raised Your voice
But You knelt down to pray
You could've left that cross
But You chose to stay
You could've cast a stone
But You rolled one away
And in three days You left the grave
You left the grave
So when this life is done
And my final breath gives way
I know that like my King
In that grave I will not stay
You could've raised Your voice
But You knelt down to pray
You could've left that cross
But You chose to stay
You could've cast a stone
But You rolled one away
And in three days You left the grave
Yes in three days
You left the grave
You left the grave
Credits
Writer(s): Kelsey Walsh, Clint Belt, Matt Smith, Toris Smith, Blake Houston
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