Who I am to choose to walk in green pastures
As if that's what I deserve
I try and try to live my life for what really matters
But anymore I'm not so sure
I get so caught up in the good things
You have given me
I pray I don't forget to see
The sacrifice
The cross of Christ
The way You hung there so defenseless
With Your arms held open wide
The pain in Your eyes
The tears You cried
And the holy blood of mercy
That poured out from Your side
To give me life
It gives me life
The sacrifice
Blessed is the one who can see his own reflection
Within the suffering of the cross
Who can take the righteousness of his own making
And then count it all as loss
And, oh, I pray it leaves me broken
With a contrite heart
'Til I can see You as You are
The sacrifice
The cross of Christ
The way You hung there so defenseless
With Your arms held open wide
The pain in Your eyes
The tears You cried
And the holy blood of mercy
That poured out from Your side
To give me life
It gives me life
The sacrifice
Everywhere I turn I see
The evidence surrounding me
How can I not follow where it leads
It calls me to a simple place
Where everything is stripped away
And all that's left
Is what you really long for me to see
The sacrifice
The cross of Christ
The way You hung there so defenseless
With Your arms held open wide
The pain in Your eyes
The tears You cried
And the holy blood of mercy
That poured out from Your side
To give me life
It gives me life
The sacrifice
It gives me life
It gives me life
The sacrifice
It gives me life
The sacrifice, oh...
It gives me life
The sacrifice, oh-oh...
It gives me life
The sacrifice, oh-oh...
The Sacrifice was written by Greg Long & David Allen Clark & Don Koch.
The Sacrifice was produced by Don Koch.