Story that Lives
It's been two thousand years
Since the stories been told
It's a story that lives
And it never grows old
How a King left His throne
His robe and His crown
And from heaven to earth came down
He was hated of men
Those who He'd come to save
Till He hung on a cross
And was laid in a grave
But His work was not done
Soon He'd live again
To redeem those who'd hated Him
Chorus
I didn't deserve His bleeding side
The life He gave the death He died
The stripes He bore were meant for me
But Christ took them so I'd go free
And all that He lost was so He could win
A Bride free from spot and sin
He's at the Father's right hand
Interceding for me
Providing my needs so lovingly
And one day He'll come
For His bride He'll descend
And will rise to the clouds with Him
Chorus
I didn't deserve His bleeding side
The life He gave the death He died
The stripes He bore were meant for me
But Christ took them so I'd go free
And all that He lost was so He could win
A Bride free from spot and sin
Chorus
I didn't deserve His bleeding side
The life He gave the death He died
The stripes He bore were meant for me
But Christ took them so I'd go free
And all that He lost was so He could win
A Bride free from spot and sin
And all that He lost was so He could win
A Bride free from spot and sin
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