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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