With blood stain hands he cleansed my soul. with a heavy heart, he made me whole. I didn’t have much to him to bring, but i gave it all i gave everything.
My heart was broke. My heart was sad. It took all my strength, it took all I had. One, small drop of Crimson blood, wiped all my sins, from where I stood. I didn’t have much to him to bring, but I gave it all, I gave everything.
With a heavy heart and a bended knee. I called to Him, He heard my plea. With outstretched hands, He took all my pain. He bore all my sins, He took everything.
He hung for me, He died at last, He saw the future, The cup not past. Now I’m set free, my heart is cleansed. His drops of blood, my soul it mends. it took me years to find my King. The ones that gave all, the one that gave everything.