Half my life I was a slave
A life of fear and an early grave
Til my lover found me and I was saved
Then they laughed and beat Him all the way
to the hole where He was laid
The place that would have been my grave
But it wasn’t over still
He walked away alive and well
He broke the power that death had held, yeah
He bought me out with His own life
Said he wants me as His bride
Cleaned and dressed me all in white
I’m not my own
I’ll be His and His alone
My heroic lover on the throne.
And it isn’t over still
He walks with me alive and well
He broke the power that death had held
And it isn’t over still
You walk with me alive and well
You broke the power that death had held
You stayed through the pain for me
You stayed through the pain for me
I am yours, my King
You stayed through the pain for me
You stayed through the pain for me
And I am yours, my King
You stayed through the pain for me
You stayed through the pain for me
And I, I am yours, my King
My King
But it isn’t over still
You walk with me alive and well
He broke the power that death had held.
(Alive and Well by Jordan Richards)
A manly man indeed, I loved this!
ReplyDeleteI’m not my own, I’ll be His and His alone....
Yes, yes I will!! Thanks for sharing. :-)
awesome, and I LOVE his artsy new glasses, :) waving hi from the hills of North Carolina :)
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