“Doctor! Doctor! Check all the vitals 
This tragedy [bad word] is done and it's final 
Don't you, don't you know it's been said? 
You can be alive while already dead” 

Once laid in darkness with no plan devised 
The slightest glimpse of light would burn my eyes 

I feel the life His wounds impart 
Oh how much grace You've afforded to me! 
Of a burden lifted from my heart 
How many graces been given and free? 
My chains fell off, my heart was free 
Arose went forth and followed Thee 

I was a slave to sin with wrists bound by steel 
It was an open wound from which I could not heal 
So dull I couldn't feel; Your fangs had caught my heel 
Those lies they did conceal; the [bad word] my God reveals 
 [bad word] is an open grave, my sin was pushing me in 
Helpless you heard my cries 
You are the hand to save, dove in You're pulling me out 
Rescued from my demise 

I feel the life His wounds impart 
Oh how much grace You've afforded to me! 
Of a burden lifted from my heart 
How many graces been given and free? 
My chains fell off, my heart was free 
Arose went forth and followed Thee 

I was a slave to sin with wrists bound by steel 
It was an open wound from which I could not heal 
So dull I couldn't feel; Your fangs had caught my heel 
Those lies they did conceal; the [bad word] my God reveals 
Long had my soul been prison bound 
Awaiting till the death march sounds 
My chains fell off, my heart was free 
Arose went forth and followed Thee 
I feel the life His wounds impart 
No longer prisoned I'll lay 
I feel the Savior in my heart 
Nothing will take that away 
Nothing will take that away 
Nothing will take that away 
Nothing will take that away 
Nothing will take that away 
Take that away 

I bow before the throne of amnesty 
My sins are washed away, how can it be? 
 [bad word] with grace and love to show mercy 
To show mercy 
To show mercy 

Oh how much grace You've afforded to me!