Man of Sorrows

Man of Sorrows, Lamb of God,
By His own betrayed;
The sin of man and wrath of God
Has been on Jesus laid.

Silent as He stood accused,
Beaten, mocked, and scorned;
Bowing to the Father's will,
He took a crown of thorns.

Oh, that rugged cross, my Salvation,
Where Your love poured out over me.
Now my soul cries out, “Hallelujah!
Praise and honor unto Thee.”

Sent of Heaven, God's own Son,
To purchase and redeem
cnd reconcile the very ones
Who nailed Him to that tree.

Oh, that rugged cross, my Salvation,
Where Your love poured out over me.
Now my soul cries out, “Hallelujah!
Praise and honor unto Thee.”

Now my debt is paid, it is paid in full
By the precious blood that my Jesus spilled.
Now the curse of sin has no hold on me.
Whom the Son sets free, oh, is free indeed!

Now my debt is paid, it is paid in full
By the precious blood that my Jesus spilled.
Now the curse of sin has no hold on me.
Whom the Son sets free, oh, is free indeed!

See, the stone is rolled away;
Behold the empty tomb.
Hallelujah, God be praised!
He is risen from the grave!

Oh, that rugged cross, my Salvation,
Where Your love poured out over me.
Now my soul cries out, “Hallelujah!
Praise and honor unto Thee.”

Now my soul cries out, “Hallelujah!
Praise and honor unto Thee.”