Death In His Grave [John Mark McMillan]
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Though the Earth Cried out for blood,
Satisfied her hunger was,
Her billows calmed on raging seas
For the souls of men she craved.
[Verse 1b]
Sun and moon from balcony
Turned their head in disbelief.
Their precious Love would taste the sting,
disfigured and disdained.
[Chorus 1]
On Friday a thief,
On Sunday a King,
Laid down in grief,
But awoke with the keys
To Hell on that day.
The first born of the slain,
The Man Jesus Christ
Laid death in his grave.
[Verse 2a]
So three days in darkness slept
The Morning Sun of righteousness,
But rose to shame the throes of death
And overturn his rule.
[Verse 2b]
Now, daughters and the sons of men
Would pay not their dues again.
The debt of blood they owed was rent
When the day rolled a new.
On Friday a thief,
On Sunday a King,
Laid down in grief,
But awoke with the keys
To Hell on that day.
The first born of the slain,
The Man Jesus Christ
Laid death in his grave,
Death in his grave,
Death in his grave,
Death in his grave.
[Bridge 1a]
He has cheated
Hell and seated
Us above the fall.
[Bridge 1b]
In desperate places,
He paid our wages,
One time once and for all.
[Chorus 3]
On Friday a thief,
On Sunday a King,
Laid down in grief,
But awoke with the keys
To Hell on that day.
The first born of the slain,
The Man Jesus Christ
Laid death in his grave.