Andrew Griffiths - Three Days

My Lord, how can the stain of sin
Be removed by your suffering
A crown of thorns, a soldier's spear
A borrowed tomb
Could pay the debt I owe

My Lord, how could Your nail-pierced hands
Be part of the Father's plans
A cross of pain, a cry and then
An empty tomb
Would pay the debt I owe

Three days to pay my ransom
Three days to purchase liberty
Three days to conquer death and hell
Three days to free the captive
Three days to win the victory
All in just three days

My Lord, how You have paid the price
For my sin through Your sacrifice
A stone removed, an empty grave
A risen Lord
Has paid the debt I owe

Three days to pay my ransom
Three days to purchase liberty
Three days to conquer death and hell
Three days to free the captive
Three days to win the victory
All in just three days

Written by:
Andrew Griffiths

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