For on the cross, crucified, God's only son was left to die
With final breath, he laid bare his broken heart amongst the lies
Buried in a tomb of stone, angels appeared, glory my lord
Ascending on glory's clouds, your grace pays what I can't afford
From the darkest places thou dare not tread
Where looming shadows doth mark thy weeping soul
For thine beliefs do I dare thee defend
Heartfelt prayers to thy God make thee whole
One day I hope to see God's face, even though I might be shy
I know if he just says my name my soul will rise up and fly
With angels I will worship him with songs sung with every chord
I'm complete within his presence for it's him that I've adored
Thy will proclaims thine holy ground not bend
For thy merciful one has paid thy toll
Where thy fear begins and there meets its end
Take back again that which Satan hath stole
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Author Notes
stanza 1 - 15a-15a-15b-15b
stanza 2 - 10c-10d-10c-10d
stanza 3 - 15a-15a-15b-15b
stanza 4 - 10c-10d-10c-10d
Not sure if it meshes well but I gave it a go
Inspired by the song "show me your glory" by bethel
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