Child of God

Your life laid down, crucified
Your arms stretched out and opened wide
To rescue me, so I can be a child of God
From nail-pierced hands
And thorn-pierced brow
His blood flows down to me somehow
It cleanses me, so I can be a child of God
Praise to the Lamb that was slain
Praise to the Father, who gave His Son away
The proof of love the, the price of grace
You traded all to take my place
And died for me, so I can be a child of God
Your life laid down, crucified
Your arms stretched out and opened wide
To rescue me, so I can be a child of God
From nail-pierced hands
And thorn-pierced brow
His blood flows down to me somehow
It cleanses me, so I can be a child of God
Praise to the Lamb that was slain
Praise to the Father, who gave His Son away
The proof of love the, the price of grace
You traded all to take my place
And died for me, so I can be a child of God
Praise to the Lamb that was slain
Praise to the Father, who gave His Son away
The proof of love the, the price of grace
You traded all to take my place
And died for me, so I can be a child of God