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Oh now my Son, here is a company of miserable souls
Cold and undone, searing their conscience with hearts black as coals.
Here now they lie, objects of justice deserving of wrath.
Speak Your reply, what shall be done for them? Draw out Your path.
No one can contain the power and depths of my abundant love.
Father, I say, such is My love and My pity for all.
There is a way for no condemnation on men to befall.
Whoa, such is my love and pity for all.
No man can pay, I'll make a way.
No man can pay; utterly broken and poor to settle their debt.
Though all've gone their way, I'll yield a way for their sins to forget.
Bring in all their sins. Lay it all on Me.
Bring in all their sins. Lay it all on Me.
Bring in all their sins.
Every last bill that they owe.
Lay it all on me.
For what they reap I will sow.
Bring in all their sins.
Every last bill that they owe.
Lay it all on Me.
The place these souls have found themselves is one of great distress.
For even all their righteousness is just a filthy mess.
O My son, You must understand that if I show mercy, You must reckon to pay, the last bit of My rage.
For justice reigns upon this throne; perfection without flaw.
How can the wicked find their peace and still have broken every law?
Let it be so, charge it on Me. For I can bear the weight of sin so all would be free.
Bring in all their sins.
Every last bill that they owe.
Lay it all on me.
For what they reap I will sow.
Bring in all their sins.
Lay it all on me.
Blush o man, let shame hide your face.
For One of infinite worth has left His throne for His death which proves for our salvation.
Oh people, hear my cries, with all our lust and all our lies. When the truth's come face to face, did we earn such love and grace?
No we haven't earned a thing, and there is nothing we can bring, to settle this age old rift and receive this perfect gift.
If only you knew of the grace and love that our God has for all, you'd turn and look into the face of Jesus the Savior, who calls.