us naked and sinless The ransom was paid for men were depraved (2: 5-6) The death and the grave couldn't hold Him, He rose in three days The Ancient of Days
bright and morning star Now with your amazing grace You keep a smile upon my face Chorus: Because When the son die He didn't die forever Put Him in a tomb and three days
Went to kick it but my homie got killed I'm under all pressure The Lord blessed a young ghetto child like Flame I'm still living through the sufferin' and pain
There's life on my ceiling. The flies there are sleeping quietly. Twist my right arm in the dark. I would give two or three for one of those days
e- ach other, a brother hits a sister, and he's a bigger nigga He ain't nothin if he gotta hit, pick a Innocent victim three times smaller in size Head
without You what would I do] Chorus Verse 2 Question number three [where would I be] And Lord not only that but [how could You see] My days and my nights, the pains