Precious Death歌詞

John Mark McMillan - Death In His Grave

LRC by lzh, from jiangxi pingxiang

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Though the Earth Cried out for blood

Satisfied her hunger was

Her billows calmed on raging seas

for the souls on men she craved

Sun and moon from balcony

Turned their head in disbelief

Their precious Love would taste the sting

disfigured and disdained



On Friday a thief



On Sunday a King



Laid down in grief


But awoke with keys


Of Hell on that day



The first born of the slain



The Man Jesus Christ



Laid death in his grave

So three days in darkness slept

The Morning Sun of righteousness

But rose to shame the throes of death

And over turn his rule

Now daughters and the sons of men

Would pay not their dues again

The debt of blood they