Sovereign Grace
Текст песни Behold the Lamb

Behold the Lamb,
silent before His accusers,
as thorns are pressed into His brow.
They lift Him up,
oh see the spikes that hold Him,
redeeming blood flows down.

But look again,
the cross stands empty now
and He is risen.

Behold the Lamb,
see Him crowned with glory.
Behold the Lamb,
cast your crowns before Him
Crying: "Holy, holy is the Lamb."

Behold the Lamb,
carrying all our transgressions,
He freely takes our place;
Endures the lash,
the mocking and the laughter
of those He dies to save