“A River Flowed”
A river flowed, a crimson tide,
With mercy in its stream,
As Jesus Christ was crucified
By God through human scheme.
The sin he bore was not his own,
For ours he carried to
The wooden cross, the judgment tree,
To pay the wages due.
Hear him cry out “It is finished”
With his final breath,
For with this love he satisfied
God’s wrath and died our death.