By the crimson stain upon your robe With every nail, with every pounding blow By every stripe and every bruise upon your back I can hear you crying out
You say, father I desire that they would be, That they would be with me to see my glory You took all my shame and my iniquity For the sake of freedom, you set me free
You made a way for me to enter the holy place You made a way for me to enter the holy place
I am yours, you are mine And we'll be together forever
