Victory Is Born

Behold the cross, the shadows fall,

The Lamb is slain to redeem us all.

I see Him there, suspended high,

Thorns crown His brow, crimson skies.

The weight of sin, the curse of man,

Held in His heart, His pierced hands.

Heaven turns, the stars go dim,

As wrath of God is poured on Him.

My soul, it trembles at the sight,

Love’s purest gift in darkest night.

Forsaken Lamb, the sacrifice,

Heaven wept as the Son paid the price.

For every chain, for every stain,

His blood redeems, His death proclaims:

Victory born through agony.

The earth, it quakes, the veil is torn,

Hope rises where despair was sworn.

But oh, the silence grips the grave,

Three days of sorrow, hearts enslaved.

Then morning breaks with blinding light,

The tomb is empty—death’s last fight.

Behold, He lives, forever King,

The chorus swells; the heavens sing.

Forsaken Lamb, the sacrifice,

Heaven wept as the Son paid the price.

For every chain, for every stain,

His blood redeems, His death proclaims:

Victory born through agony.

It is finished! The cry that won! (It is finished! The cry that won!)

The grave defeated, the Son has come! (The grave defeated, the Son has come!)

Hallelujah! The grave undone,

Sin defeated by the Risen Son!

Forsaken Lamb, the sacrifice,

Heaven wept as the Son paid the price.

For every chain, for every stain,

His blood redeems, His death proclaims:

Victory born through agony.

It is finished, the veil is torn (veil is torn!)

Sin is conquered, death forlorn (death forlorn!)

The serpent crushed, the Lamb alive! (The Lamb alive!)

Jesus Christ, forevermore!

He reigns, He reigns, forevermore, forevermore!