Son of God, son of man,
blood drips from Your hand.
Came and died on a tree,
that I may spend eternity,
in You oh Lord, I abide.
Cleansed this vessel from inside,
of all my wants, and all my fears.
You paid in blood.
I pay in tears.
Gave Your life on a cross.
My life before I count as lost.
Now from sorrow I refrain.
To live is Christ.
To die is gain.
