Resurrection

Thank You
Because Your gifts are free.
They’re about Your generosity;
They aren’t wages to me

The wage I earned was death,
But I believe
You drank that cup
So I can leave

The grave behind

Lift me

From the grave below,
To Your grace above.
Show me how to live
In that kind of love.

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