Healed

Healed

I am not my own for I have been set free

Jesus shed his blood on Calvary

The tears from his eyes, the blood from his crown

fell over me on Golgatha's mound.

The hurt that I felt, the wrongs I have done

Were written on his face, were worn by the Son

The shame I had known now belongs to Him

What did he do to deserve my sin?

Chorus:

I know in weakness glory is revealed

I know in suffering love is sealed

I know in mockery faith is distilled

And in your death, I am healed.

I know no greater love than this

He was beaten, mocked, tortured and dismissed

He chose the nails - It had to be this way

He'll return again and I live for that day

By the way - I wrote this.