You left your throne to die for me
you gave and I am forgiven
went to the cross to cross out my debt
What a beautiful savior
Took my shame and gave fame
Took my grave and gave grace
Took my sin to set me free
The father sees not my filth
He sees the beauty you gave me
What a beautiful savior
You did not have to but you did
The creator for the created
you took my life and gave me yours
you took my place and suffered for me
what a beautiful savior
The whole world needs to know
Know what you have done for them
How would they know if they are not told
Lord of the harvest, send out laborers
That everyman may know
That everyman may experience
The fullness of life you give
That the cross may not be in vain
Indeed, it's not in vain.
In the fullness of time, people shall run...
Run to mount Zion and find
Find the Beautiful savior. (amen).
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