Letras
You while being reviled did not revile in return
While suffering You uttered no threats
You kept entrusting Yourself to the rightous Judge on the throne
You bore my sin in Your body on the cross
That I might die to sin
And live to righteousness for by Your wounds I'm healed
I was continually straying
But now I've returned to the Guardian of my soul
My merciful, faithful High Priest
He lives, He lives to make intercession for me