A Better Word (Live) Benita Jones

I place my hope in Calvary
Where love spilled from a rugged tree
Oh, oh
The blood poured out for me

Mercy and grace washed over me
His life hung for my ransom fee
Oh, oh
The blood poured out for me

I am healed
I’m restored
I’m made free
I’ve been made whole
There’s no shame
Only love
Yes, it does
The blood speaks a better word

While yet I was an enemy
You tore the veil that stood between
Now freedom is the song I sing
The blood poured out for me

Death, where is your sting?
Grave, your victory?
He’s overcome, He has overcome
Hell, you won’t prevail
You have no power
We’ve overcome, we have overcome