اصل بول
ENترجمہ ابھی دستیاب نہیں۔ اصل بول دکھائے جا رہے ہیں۔
The story is so sweet
How they nailed His hands and feet
His blood spilled out to wash us all so clean
But if it's just a story told
Another fairy tale of old
Then it only marks the pain I feel
And leaves me with no hope to heal
But You say He took my pain
And He shed my every tear
He broke my chains, knocked down my fears of death
He took it all on Himself
He drank from my bitter cup
So why should I pay the price again
If He bore it all for me?
He took the drink and bowed His head
And He spoke
He took it all on Himself
He drank from my bitter cup
So why should I pay the price again
If He bore it all for me?
He took the drink, bowed His head
And He spoke
It is finished, it is finished, it is finished
You are free
It is finished, it is finished, it is finished
You are free
It is finished, it is finished, it is finished
You are free
It is finished, it is finished, it is finished
You are fre
