Verse 1
Grave, where is your victory? Death, where is your sting
The Spirit of God has set me free. I’m free, I’m free indeed
Satan’s lost his hold on me. I’m no longer six feet deep
I once was lost but now I’m found; once blind but now I see
Pre-chorus
It’s not by might nor by power but by the Spirit of God
He’s made me an over-comer by His blood I have
Chorus
Freedom to dance Freedom to sing
Freedom to worship You my King
Freedom to dance Freedom to sing
Freedom to worship You my King
Bridge
Since that day at the cross, I count everything as loss
Compared to knowing You and the freedom You bring
Since that day at the cross, I count everything as loss
Compared to knowing You and the freedom You bring
