The Victory.

On a hill Your blood was spilled, Your brow, Your hands, Your feet. With nails and thorns the veil was torn to make a way for me... You made a way for me.

Jesus, Savior, my God, my King, my Lord. Jesus, Savior, the victory is Yours.

Wrapped and bound, they laid You down - a perfect sacrifice. But in three days, the stone was rolled away, forever You're alive. Forever You're alive.

Death has been beaten. The grave has been conquered. Jesus is risen. Life ever after.

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