The Sound of Jesus Paying It All Because He Lacks

This is my story, and this is my song, praising my Savior all the day long. Oh, and peace like a river in love is so divine, those words kept raining through the darkest nights. Sweet hymns of freedom and damn thumbs of praise, remember how to trust his name. Yes, my solid prayer is amazing days, oh, how sweet the sound,. On that rugged cross, Jesus paid it all because he lacks. This is my song.