Tuesday, September 1

in my place

crucified to set me free...
i live to bring Him praise.

who knew i'd want you through and through-
i gave all that i am for you.
who knew on my best day i'd never be 
enough to give you what you need.

a tragic truth, a stinging curse,
i sing the song - verse after verse
a hopeless cry, a damned refrain...
i've you to lose; but naught to gain.

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