Naquela Cruz
Soraya Moraes
On that Cross
He made himself cursed to bless me
He made himself poor to enrich me
The punishment that brought me peace
Was for me (4X)
He died for me
On that cross
He was wounded to give me healing
He suffered for me
On that cross
On the third day, He rose
Today I am free (3X)
He was arrested to set me free
He died so that I could live
Your blood purifies my sin and has power
To forgive and has power to forgive
The crown of thorns that was meant for me, He wore
To give me a crown of glory
