Love
Went down to a hill
Beaten, bleeding and still
To stand in the gap
For me
To be free
He didn’t think about Himself
With me on His mind
Me
A sinner
Unruly and unkind
Love
Was nailed to a tree
For me
A sinner generation
Captified
To be free.
Love paid a price
I can never ever repaid
Precious
And very expensive
Even with all the money in the world
Love shows
Till this day
Why a King He stay.