Lifted Lying Rising

My savior bled and died for me

My sovereign rose to set me free

For the joy that before him was set

He endured the cross and paid my debt

His wounded brow, his pierced side

Marks of love that cannot be denied

For by those stripes our souls are healed

And by his blood our joy is sealed.

Lifted up he reveals -the proof of righteousness

Lifted up now he heals -our hearts so we confess

Lifted upÝ he repeals -our sentence so weíre blessed

Lifted up now he seals -AtonementísÝ place of rest.

Lying down in the grave -he buries all our sin

Lying down grace he gave -sufficient for all men

Lying down now he saves -for he shall rise again

He redeemed and forgave -so we will reign with him

My savior bled and died for me

My sovereign rose to set me free

For the joy that before him was set

He endured the cross and paid my debt

His wounded brow, his pierced side

Mark of love that cannot be denied

For by those stripes our souls are healed

And by his blood our joy is sealed.

Rising up from the dead -his own life he retrieves

Rising up we are led-to fall down on our knees

He suffered and bled -for the sinner who believes

Rising up as he said -his reward he receives.

Though he was crucifid- death could not spell his doom

For his eyes opened wide -reborn in earthís dark womb

He ascended and abides-in the Fatherís royal throne room

He shall return for his bride -as a faithful bridegroom.

So Now he rules from on high -ever to intercede

And Now he never shall die -for death has done itís deed

Now his blood is applied -for every sinnerís need

When to him we cry -and so our souls are freed.

Anthony Foster

July 29, 2005

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