On a hill ‘neath a rugged tree
Blood was staining the ground
Jesus’ life was not taken
He laid it down
What a beautiful sacrifice
What an offering He made
Calvary’s cross was the altar
Sin’s debt was paid
Given, Given
Oh the portrait of Grace
Given, Given
Praise the Lamb that was slain
Hope was hidden inside the tomb
Heavy stone sealed the door
It was our shame He took there
Our grief He bore
Buried, Buried
In the grave for three days
Buried, Buried
Praise the Lamb that was slain
Oh the glory of Sunday’s dawn
There was no sting of death
Our redeemer victorious
Just as He said
Risen, Risen
He has conquered the grave
Risen, Risen
Praise the Lamb that was slain
Jesus, Jesus
Name above every name
Jesus, Jesus
Praise the Lamb that was slain, Praise the lamb!
Jesus, Jesus
Name above every name
Jesus, Jesus
Praise the Lamb that was slain
Praise the Lamb that was slain
Praise the Lamb!
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