Our Offering

Jesus looked at the buildings all around
And knew that one day soon it was all coming down
Nothing will be left of the Temple built by men
but as to the Temple I've built - in 3 days I'll raise it up again
Later that week Jesus hung upon a cross
His disciples in grief thought that all was lost
But he hung there to take away the world's sin
And in three days our Saviour rose again
It's now been almost two thousand years since then
We're about to enter the third millenium
And though our enemy's tried so hard to win
All that he's destroyed will be raised again
Nothing that is of God will be lost to us
For His redeeming Blood - it is enough
Every heart and soul committed to his hand
Will all in the end be raised up again
O DEATH WHERE IS YOUR STING?
A victory song over you every saint will sing
And we'll all rejoice together in the Salvation he brings
Because Jesus is made forever our offering
And Father will forever be praised
as on the third day -
we are all raised.....