Red River Flows
The blood that flowed down from your hands was that the plan
Born to die to redeem this man
When you came down from that tree, when you died to save me
Was it all a plan to die to justify me?
When the pain came and you breathed in agony
With every breath, did you die to justify me?
The blood that flowed down did it have to be this way?
Or was it a price that only you could pay?

Chorus:
With bowed heads and lowered eyes, this blood stream's a welcome prize (red river flows)
With bowed heads and lowered eyes, this blood stream's a welcome prize (red river flows)
With bowed heads and lowered eyes, this blood stream's a welcome prize (red river flows)
With bowed heads and lowered eyes, this blood stream's a welcome prize

A flood of a red river flows down the palms of a man, whose hands are strected open wide
Open scars, a remenant of what's left inside
A crown of thorns resting on his head, perfect humility
Our King is never dead
Burning hearts for years, the stronghold of comfort and fear
A well of power, a fortress, a strong tower
My King's a fortress and a true King who died to save us

Chorus

This red river rages through our human stages
This red river flows, our human existence has grown
Through years of pain, broken hearts are stained
From the rush and flow of this red river

Chorus 2x

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