All For God

Rememer the cross?

And how much blood He loss?

Imagine His face,

All you see is bloddy grace.



Cause of His own love,

He decended from above,

Just to save us,man

From sin and pain we all ran



By of His own love,

Our soul now white as a dove.

Life is less harder

To meet our loving Father.



Thanks to His own love,

Nurtured we are like a cub

Hell,no more we fear

For our faith won't show a tear.



No power like our Lords!

Greater than a thousand swords.

Thanks Him we all must,

Without Him we're all just dust.