That blood was shed for you, yet you take it in vain.
Why you do you, mock his name? why do you?
He still died for you.
His body was beaten, His back was torn.
Pressed on His head, was a crown of thorns.
He carried your cross, to the grave.
The truth was shown when He rose that day.
He did it for you. It was no mistake.
He gave His life, for ever breath you take.
That death was known, it was done for me.
That blood that was shed, set you free.
That blood was shed for you.
Christ's blood was shed for you.