When My Price Was Being Paid
WHEN MY PRICE WAS BEING PAIDJESUS WAS SUFFERING ON THE CROSS
HIS BLOOD WAS RUSHING OUT OF HIS BODY
HE WAS PAYING THE PRICE FOR ALL OF MY FAULTS
HE WAS ACHING ALL OVER
THE PLACES WHERE MY SIN WAS LAID
HE WAS THINKING ABOUT MY SALVATION
WHEN MY PRICE WAS BEING PAID
I WAS NOT YET BORN
BUT JESUS KNEW I WOULD COME
HE KNEW I WOULD SIN
MY PRICE WAS THE BLOOD OF GOD'S SON
MY SPIRIT HAD FALLEN
I WAS NOT SURE WHY I WAS MADE
BUT NOW I AM A NEW CREATURE TO LIVE FOREVER
BECAUSE MY PRICE HAS BEEN PAID BY JESUS!!!
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