Your life laid down, crucified,
your arms stretched out and open wide
to rescue me so I could be a child of God
From nail pierced hands to thorn pierced brow
Your blood flows down to me some how
it cleanses me so I could be a child of God
Chorus:
Praise to the Lamb that was slain
Praise to the Father who gave His Son away
The proof of life, the price of grace
You traded all to take my place
You died for me so I could be
A child of God