The very same God that spins things in orbit
Runs to the weary, the worn and the weak.
And the same gentle Hands that hold me when I’m broken
They conquered death to bring me victory.
Now I know my Redeemer lives; I know my Redeemer lives.
Let all creation testify ; Let this life within me cry.
I know my Redeemer, he lives
To take away my shame; And He lives forever, I’ll proclaim
That the payment for my sin; Was the precious life He gave
But now He’s alive and there’s an empty grave.
And I know my Redeemer lives; I know my Redeemer lives
Let all creation testify ; Let this life within me cry
I know my Redeemer lives. – Nicole C. Mullen
I Know My Redeemer Lives
