The Ransom Song

A Poem by Siren

Hanging there, on a cross

I find myself, at a loss

For words to speak, or for a thought

Of the price you paid, and what you fought

Jesus, Jesus

Son of God above

Jesus, Jesus

Oh how you love

Risen up, from the grave

Glory be, my soul is saved

I never thought, I'd ever be

So wonderfully, and finally free

Jesus, Jesus

Son of God above

Jesus, Jesus

Oh how you love

© 2012 Siren

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Added on February 4, 2012
Last Updated on February 4, 2012

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Siren

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Well....if you must know, I (sometimes) live in the real world. I love listening to music because it lets me breathe. I love laughing because it lets me live. I love writing because it lets me (almost.. more..