I felt alone, in the world on my own,
then You came to me, Hope flowing through my veins.
I was lost, in the black so far gone,

Then You drank my shame letting sin flow through Your veins.

Lord You are good

God You're so good
Lord You are good
God You're so good


You were there, from the start before it all,
Still You left Your throne, love lowered down in the flesh.

Born to serve, born to heal and to lay your life
You're the final offering,
cause up from the grave You rose.


Oh the miracle
You're the miracle

That makes the dead come alive

Let me take a little second to tell you a

we see a prophecy that came true
You see we need to believe that he literally bled through.
the clothes on his back his sweat the day was just like

crimson rain crimson stains tide bounty and the devil can't
wash these stains away.


Who's he you ask he's a friend of me
cause my inability he was sent from me
I hear birds and trees there all telling me

it's a good thing he won Gethsemane
cause this enemy is to much for me
and this flesh and world is triple teaming me

it seems to be the very end I scream please
oh please pass this cup from me!


The thing is it did pass and it passes every day
he took my cup from me and gracefully he drank the
grave and I don't mean to speak blasphemy when I say but

I am speaking of the day when my God passed away, Okay?

no wait wait wait no that's not it no that's not all

I don't wanna leave you hanging
this stories banging against my throat and against
these walls It cant be contained no it wont stay in her

it will thrive cause stories just don't die when the dead come alive