The kingdom that rules,
This world is quite dark.
It crushes and enslaves,
All who on life embark.
It denies the weak, justice,
And grinds down the poor.
It devours its subjects,
And drags them to Death's door.
Our case, it is desperate;
We are born slaves of Death.
Nothing we do,
Will restore to us Life's breath.
We are in need of rescue,
And forgiveness for sin;
A Light that faced with the Dark,
Will conquer and win.
Praise be to God,
The true Sovereign of all,
For His Son, the Lord Jesus,
Has answered the call.
In love His blood flowed,
And with it He's forged a path;
A road to redemption,
For all to escape His just wrath.
The kingdom of darkness,
Has been overthrown.
For the High King of Heaven,
Did suffer and groan.
Praise be to God,
For He's set our souls free,
To live, love and become,
The person we're meant to be.
Though our ransom was costly,
The blood of the Divine,
Our Lord considered it gain,
To save your life and mine.
To obtain this free gift,
Of eternal life, joy and love,
We need only believe,
In Jesus who came from above.
To Him we can give,
Nothing at all.
For not a thing we possess,
Is really ours at all.
From Him we receive,
Even our very breath.
It's He who numbers our days,
Of life till our death.
So let us offer to God,
Believing loyalty and praise.
Let us rejoice and give thanks,
To Him who us never betrays.
He is steadfast and loving;
Merciful and just.
He will not turn away,
Those who place in Him their trust.
Come now to the Fountain,
The Wellspring of all life.
Know the love of King Jesus,
Who devoured our strife.
