For You, I will die too.
The casket is closed on all the things I thought I knew.
As You did, I will go to the tomb.
I lay down my life and return to the purpose you gave me in the womb.
As did Jesus, I cry out as I die.
My spirit, louder than flesh, shouts to please the King drawing nigh.
As the King, I put this death on display.
Look! Look! My selfish, filthy sin is finally out of the way!
Look! Look at me!
This is what it means to be free!
I've died and I'm dead.
Watch me now as I live like I believe what He said!
Behold! I'm alive in Christ.
Behold! One who found everything when she lost her life.
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