Tell me the story of Jesus, write on my heart every word,
Tell of the cross where they nailed Him,
Enduring in anguish and pain,
Tell of the grave where they laid Him,
Tell how He liveth again!!
OH, how His Love paid the ransom for me,
He died as He hung on the cross and was placed in a borrowed tomb, but Sunday is coming!! Resurrection Sunday!!
PTL!!!
He was that Prophet, no one spoke like Him, to save us
He is our Priest, seated at the right hand of the Father interceding for you and me, to sanctify us, (set us apart)
He is our coming King, His soon return, Victorious He'll come out the east in the clouds, to Rule and reign us!!