Passion Of The Lamb Of God
In the chill of the night, in the garden of Gethsemane
Sweat and blood spilled away flowing from the forehead of the King
A groan from the lips tembled from the mouth of Him who prayed
And the words that He said, "Father let this cup please pass away
Nevertheless not my will be done,
But the will of Him who sent me."
Glory glory to the Son of God to think of me
Hallelujah to the Lamb of God to die for me
On the "Hill of the skull," at the place we now call Calvary
Hung the King on a cross with three nails pierced through His hands and feet
Crying loud were the Words of forgiveness from the One of Truth
"Father, please forgive them all, for they do not know what they do."
All in silence stared upon His bloody bod
He said, "I am thirsty."
Glory glory to the Son of God to think of me
Hallelujah to the Lamb of God to die for me
Now the sixth hour had come and a darkness spread from land to sea
The Words from the King, "Eloi, Eloi lama sabacthani?"
With the last of His breath, in a loud voice He called out, He cried:
"It is finished, tetelestai."
Glory glory to the Son of God to think of me
Hallelujah for the grace of God that covers me
I'm not worthy for the King of heav'n to come for me
Hallelujah to the Lamb of God, the Lord...
To come, to cry, to live, to die
To display His power that He may rise
And live again in you and me
Through the blood of Jesus we are redeemed!!!
We sing glory, glory, glory, glory
We sing holy, holy, holy, holy
You are worthy, worthy, worthy, worthy
I worship, worship, worship You!
In the chill of the night, in the garden of Gethsemane
Sweat and blood spilled away flowing from the forehead of the King
A groan from the lips tembled from the mouth of Him who prayed
And the words that He said, "Father let this cup please pass away
Nevertheless not my will be done,
But the will of Him who sent me."
Glory glory to the Son of God to think of me
Hallelujah to the Lamb of God to die for me
On the "Hill of the skull," at the place we now call Calvary
Hung the King on a cross with three nails pierced through His hands and feet
Crying loud were the Words of forgiveness from the One of Truth
"Father, please forgive them all, for they do not know what they do."
All in silence stared upon His bloody bod
He said, "I am thirsty."
Glory glory to the Son of God to think of me
Hallelujah to the Lamb of God to die for me
Now the sixth hour had come and a darkness spread from land to sea
The Words from the King, "Eloi, Eloi lama sabacthani?"
With the last of His breath, in a loud voice He called out, He cried:
"It is finished, tetelestai."
Glory glory to the Son of God to think of me
Hallelujah for the grace of God that covers me
I'm not worthy for the King of heav'n to come for me
Hallelujah to the Lamb of God, the Lord...
To come, to cry, to live, to die
To display His power that He may rise
And live again in you and me
Through the blood of Jesus we are redeemed!!!
We sing glory, glory, glory, glory
We sing holy, holy, holy, holy
You are worthy, worthy, worthy, worthy
I worship, worship, worship You!