Why is this night different from all other nights? The questions bears
repeat
The remembrance of how you delivered from bondage without retreat
You came to set the captives free from a life of slavery
I applied the blood the destroyer passed right over me
The lamb, the bread, the wine, the herbs bitter to the tongue
Had You not delivered us, we would be undone
Our loins are gird and sandals on our feet
Our bitter days of bondage are almost complete
Our staff in hand our bread unleavened we must leave in haste
You struck down our enemies in the middle of their chase
You drowned the horse and rider in the darkest depths of the sea
Our enemies strewn before us never again will they be
From Old to New the Blood holds true my sins forever clean
The Son of God shed His blood to free you from where you’ve been
Jesus Christ beaten, bruised and torn He is our Pascal Lamb
He is the Lamb, the Bread and Wine He is the Great I AM
My sin is gone and washed away, I am forever clean
I applied the blood to my heart-set apart the destroyer passed over me
My bitterness and sickness He took upon His back
He gave all through the cross I will never lack
My slavery is over The Lamb has set me free
My name in the Lambs Book of Life will forever be
Heather Green
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