Sacrifice
You alone are righteous
Yet you gave it up for me.
To clothe me by your sacrifice
Your pain the world to see.
Naked, you hung upon the cross
Void of all dignity.
God turned His face away from you,
A fate justly meant for me.
Oh, agony of heart, I cry,
My Savior I am sorry.
May I now live forever
If only to proclaim your glory.
In death there is no victory,
No one behind the stone.
Just raiments of His burial clothes,
And a people called His own.
God gave us such a precious gift.
Through mercy and love it was given.
His son not only died.
To the glory of God, He is RISEN!!
N. Clark 2003
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