By every stripe we were healed
By every stripe our victory was sealed
Did the enemy know when the whip was laid on our king
That a myriad of angels began to sing
Or did he think that he had the victory
Not realizing that every blow was changing eternity
By every stripe we were healed
By every stripe our victory was sealed
Did the enemy know that every drop of blood washed away pain
And put man in authority over him in Jesus name
Or did he think that spilled blood meant certain death to our Lord
Not realizing that every speck was fulfilling Gods WORD
By every stripe we were healed
By every stripe our victory was sealed
Did the enemy know that every time our precious King screamed
That it echoed through time and gave birth to the praise of The Redeemed
Or did he take pleasure in The Spotless Lambs pains
Not realizing this precious lamb would one day wrap him in eternal chains.
By every stripe we were healed
By every stripe our victory was sealed
I guess doesn't really matter what the enemy knew that day
One thing is for certain and it gives me joy to say
That Jesus rose from the dead
The GOD that crushed the enemies head.
Tuesday, November 27, 2007
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