Man of Sorrow

Man of sorrows, Lamb of GodBy His own betrayedThe sin of man and wrath of GodHas been on Jesus laid

Silent as He stood accusedBeaten, mocked, and scornedBowing to the Father’s willHe took a crown of thorns

Oh, that rugged cross my salvationWhere Your love poured out over meAnd now my soul cries out hallelujahPraise and honor unto Thee

Sent of heaven God’s own SonTo purchase and redeemAnd reconcile the very onesWho nailed Him to that tree

Oh, that rugged cross my salvationWhere Your love poured out over meNow my soul cries out hallelujahPraise and honor unto Thee

Now my debt is paidIt is paid in fullBy the precious bloodThat my Jesus spilled

Now the curse of sinHas no hold on meWhom the Son sets freeOh, is free indeed

Now my debt is paidIt is paid in fullBy the precious bloodThat my Jesus spilled

Now the curse of sinHas no hold on meWhom the Son sets freeOh, is free indeed

Oh, that rugged cross my salvationWhere Your love poured out over meNow my soul cries out hallelujahPraise and honor unto Thee

See the stone is rolled awayBehold the empty tombHallelujah, God be praisedHe’s risen from the grave

Oh, that rugged cross my salvationWhere Your love poured out over meNow my soul cries out hallelujahPraise and honor unto TheePraise and honor unto TheePraise and honor unto Thee

Jesus Paid it All

I hear the savior sayThy strength indeed is smallChild of weakness watch and prayFind in me thine all in all

Jesus paid it allAll to him I oweSin had left a crimson stainHe washed it white as snow

Lord, now indeed I findThy power and thine aloneCame and changed the lepers spotsAnd it melt the heart of stone

Jesus paid it allAll to him I oweSin had left a crimson stainHe washed it white as snow

And when before the throneI stand in him completeJesus died my soul to saveMy lips shall still repeat

Jesus paid it allAll to him I oweSin had left a crimson stainHe washed it white as snow

Jesus paid it allAll to him I oweSin had left a crimson stainHe washed it white as snowHe washed it white as snowHe washed it white as snow

Oh, praise the one who paid my debtAnd rises life up from the dead

Jesus paid it allAll to him I oweSin had left a crimson stainHe washed it white as snow

Graves Into Gardens

I searched the worldBut it couldn’t fill meMan’s empty praiseAnd treasures that fade

Are never enough

Then You came alongAnd put me back togetherAnd every desireIs now satisfiedHere in Your love

Oh, there’s nothing better than YouThere’s nothing better than YouLord, there’s nothingNothing is better than You

I’m not afraidTo show You my weaknessMy failures and flawsLord, You’ve seen ’em allAnd You still call me friend

‘Cause the God of the mountainIs the God of the valleyThere’s not a placeYour mercy and graceWon’t find me again

Oh, there’s nothing better than YouThere’s nothing better than YouLord, there’s nothingNothing is better than You

You turn mourning to dancingYou give beauty for ashesYou turn shame into gloryYou’re the only one who can

You turn graves into gardenYou turn bones into armiesYou turn seas into highwaysYou’re the only one who canYou’re the only one who can

Oh, there’s nothing better than YouThere’s nothing better than YouLord, there’s nothingNothing is better than You

You turn graves into gardensYou turn bones into armiesYou turn seas into highwaysYou’re the only one who can

You turn graves into gardensYou turn bones into armiesYou turn seas into highwaysYou’re the only one who canYou’re the only one who canYou’re the only one who can