Bryson Smith, Philip Percival


Consider Christ, the Source of our salvation
That He should take the penalty for me
Though He was pure, a Lamb without a blemish
He took my sins and nailed them to the tree

* My Lord and God, You are so rich in mercy
Mere words alone are not sufficient thanks
So take my life, transform, renew and change me
That I might be a living sacrifice

Consider Christs, that He could trust His Father
In the garden of Gethsemane
Though full of dread and fearful of the anguish
He drank the cup that was reserved for me
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Consider Christ, for death He has defeated
And He arose, appeared for all to see
And now He sits at God’s right hand in heaven
Where He prepares a resting place for me
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