No greater love have I ever known;
what manner of man was this,
instead of my life, He gave His own.
It should have been me they tried,
born into a life of sins, I was guilty long before
I knew Jesus Christ could see me through.
Everytime I think about it should have been me,
oh yes, without a doubt,
dying there upon that cross,
giving my life to save the lost.
(Now I must work) work
(while it's day) while it's day.
(for I'm trying hard) hard
(to keep the faith) keep the faith
(Work) work
(while it's day) while it's day.
(for I'm pressing on) on
(to keep the faith) keep the faith.
Oh to see Him,
just to behold His face.
Oh how I long one day
just to behold His face.
Jesus Christ, Christ our Lord.