Lyrics:
When I think of the cross, the cross of Christ
Praise begins to rise, praise begins to rise
When I look on the Lamb, the wounded Lamb
My hands will lift to Him, my hands will lift to Him
Isn't He worthy of all of our worship?
Isn't He worthy of the praises we bring?
How could my heart not sing hallelujah?
For the blood is still the blood
And the King is still the King
When I recount the cost, the cost of grace
You bought my sin and shame, I'll never be the same
When I look at my life, how good You've been
Oh, I can't hold it in, I'll never hold it in
Isn't He worthy of all of our worship?
Isn't He worthy of the praises we bring?
How could my heart not sing hallelujah?
For the blood is still the blood
And the King is still the King
When I think of the tomb, the empty tomb
I'm filled with gratitude, endless gratitude
For He defeated death and He reigns above
No grave could hold His love, no grave could hold His love
Isn't He worthy of all of our worship?
Isn't He worthy of the praises we bring?
How could my heart not sing hallelujah?
For the blood is still the blood
And the King is still the King
Isn't He worthy of all of our worship?
Isn't He worthy of the praises we bring?
How could my heart not sing hallelujah?
For the blood is still the blood
And the King is still the King
For the blood is still the blood
And the King is still the King
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