Amos. A Matter Of Time. For Me. Zeneszám

This is Your blood that I now drink
This is Your flesh that now I eat
I'll never forget Your sacrifice for me

The nails had pierced Your hands
And the crown of thorns on Your head
Father, You gave Your Son in sacrifice for me

I give my life for You, My Saviour
I give my heart for You
Please, forgive my sins

Perfect martyr for me
Rescuing me from darkness
Perfect love for me
Bringing to You light