Bound by sin's dark chains
Condemned and doomed stood I
No chance of hope remained
As Justice raised her cry
“Only, only death for thee
No hope, no hope to be set free,”
But then came One with head bowed low
He said to Justice “let her go”
Oh, who is this who took my place
With crimson teardrops on His face?
The King of kings and Lord of lords
No higher title can there be
When Justice raised her righteous sword
Somebody took my place for me
Oh, my Lord, who could he be?
Who cared enough to set me free?
I raised my head to hear these words
The King of kings and Lord of lords
I fell upon the ground
As Justice screamed her plea
No reason could be found
That I should be set free
“Guilty, guilty,” was her cry
Her lone verdict “she must die,”
But then came One with head bowed low
He said to Justice “let her go”
Tell me, tell me who could this be
Who loved enough to set me free?
The King of kings and Lord of lords
No higher throne will ever be
To describe, there are no words
To paint this holy deity
The King of kings and Lord of lords
A pure and spotless Lamb was He
The King of kings and Lord of lords
Bore sin’s most wretched curse for me
‘The King of kings and Lord of lords
The best that ever there will be
The King of kings and Lord of lords
Has paid the price to set men free’
© Janet Martin
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