Atoned For
Dead, enslaved to sin
My will, my cage, my sell;
Eternal righteousness He did lend
My inherited chains instantly fell;
I owe nothing to who I am
By birth I deserved to be damned;
The free gift of imputed righteousness
A son of holiness, not licentiousness;
I’m crowned a prince of the king
Grace, faith alone sets me to sing;
Through the cross I see eternal glory
Forever this is my, our story.
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