Songs of Redemption
Standing in my shame,
Naked and alone;
No one left to blame;
The fault was all my own.
The Serpent sowed the lie,
Mine only was the fall;
Now cursed is all my race,
Now death has come on all.
Is this to be the end,
Forever lost and dead?
But no! the promise comes,
“I send a conq’ring Seed.”
So send the Seed,
Look from above,
Behold our need,
Send forth your Love –
Bruise under us
The Serpent’s head;
We hope in Christ and Christ alone,
So send the Seed!
Living without God,
Idols in my hand –
Then mercy’s promise comes:
“Get unto a land
“Where I will be your God,
And with you I shall dwell;
All nations will be blessed.”
So come Immanuel!
So send the Seed,
Look from above,
Behold our need,
Send forth your Love –
Bruise under us
The Serpent’s head;
We hope in Christ and Christ alone,
So send the Seed!
In God’s own time the Seed was lifted on a cross
To crush the Serpent’s head and to reverse our loss!
You sent the Seed,
From up above,
You saw our need,
You sent your Love –
Bruise under us
The Serpent’s head;
We hope in Christ and Christ alone,
Our conq’ring Seed!
Behold the man condemned to die –
Behold him broken, bruised, and battered on the tree!
No common criminal, he hangs upon his cross
Beneath the wrath of God that should have come on me.
He was wounded for my sins,
Poured out his soul, what more was left for him to give?
His bloody side flows with my peace and righteousness –
And in his death I live!
Behold the Lamb, our sacrifice –
Behold him spotless, pure, acceptable to God!
He has conquered hell and set the captives free,
And he has bought my perfect pardon with his blood.
He was wounded for my sins,
Poured out his soul, what more was left for him to give?
His bloody side flows with my peace and righteousness –
And in his death I live!
For your body, thank you, Jesus!
Thank you, Jesus, for your shed blood!
In your death I live!
You have bled for me,
You gave your life for me, and
You have won my peace, and
I have died with you and now I live!
Men’s Chorus: He is risen again,
He is risen indeed,
He is Lord of the living,
Lord of the dead!
Ladies’ Chorus: He is risen again,
He is risen indeed,
He is Lord of the living,
Lord of the dead!
Men: O Death, where is your sting?
Ladies: He has broken it!
Men: O Grave, where is your victory?
Ladies: He has conquered it!
Men: O Death, where is your sting?
Ladies: He has broken it!
Men: O Grave, where is your victory?
Ladies: He has conquered it!
Men: He is risen again –
Ladies: He is alive, he is alive!
Men: He is risen indeed
Ladies: He is alive, he is alive!
All: He is risen again,
He is risen indeed,
He is Lord of the living,
Lord of the dead!
Men: The Serpent lost at his own game –
Ladies: He is alive!
Men: Put him to an open shame –
Ladies: He is alive!
Men: The Serpent lost at his own game –
Ladies: He is alive!
Men: Put him to an open shame –
Ladies: He is alive!
Men: He is risen again –
Ladies: He is alive, he is alive!
Men: He is risen indeed
Ladies: He is alive, he is alive!
All: He is risen again,
He is risen indeed,
He is Lord of the living,
Lord of the dead!
Men: Made the universe his own –
Ladies: He made it all!
Men: Put all things beneath his throne –
Ladies: He bought it all!
Men: Raised his church up from the dead –
Ladies: And gave us peace!
Men: Praise to our exalted Head –
Ladies: For we are his!
Men: He is risen again –
Ladies: He is alive, he is alive!
Men: He is risen indeed
Ladies: He is alive, he is alive!
All: He is risen again,
He is risen indeed,
He is Lord of the living,
Lord of the dead!
All: He is risen again,
He is risen indeed,
He is Lord of the living,
Lord of the dead!
Men: He is risen again –
Ladies: He is alive, he is alive!
Men: He is risen indeed
Ladies: He is alive, he is alive!
All: He is alive, he is alive!
Covered in my shame and stained by sin,
How did I sink into this pit again?
Like a dog to its vomit, like a sow to the mud –
Who will plead my case before the holy God?
I will come before my God,
He will shower grace on me;
How can he refuse my cries,
When he hears my Savior’s plea?
When the Devil comes accusing me before the throne,
I will rest my soul in righteousness that’s not my own;
Who can condemn me? Christ will intercede –
By his wounds from sin and guilt I have been freed!
No one evermore can lay to my account my sin,
Now that Jesus Christ my Savior died and rose again;
When the Tempter whispers judgment on my sinful soul,
These three words will send him back to hell: Paid in full!
I will come before my God,
He will shower grace on me;
How can he refuse my cries,
When he hears my Savior’s plea?
I will come to God, Jesus is my plea –
I will come to God, Jesus is my plea –
I will come to God, Jesus is my plea –
I will come to God, Jesus is my plea!
I will come before my God,
He will shower grace on me;
How can he refuse my cries,
When he hears my Savior’s plea?
I will come before my God.