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No Greater Love

by Deborah Bell © 2015

The more they told me what to do the more I went astray
The carnal man inside me said  to do it my own way
And now the doors are firmly shut… Steel bars help hold me in
With lots of time to think about the awful depths of sin

There's nothing I can do or say to help bring my release
I'm counted as a criminal… My freedom had to cease
I look around and try to find some weakness in this cell
But though I work both day and night I still inhabit hell

My efforts to escape this death all surely are in vain
I must reside to just endure this suffering and pain

But then at once I heard good news
Someone would take my place
I never knew this man before… I never saw His face
But He decided it was time a pardon came my way
He took upon Him all my sin and said that He would pay

He opened up the prison doors and gave me life again
And as I eagerly stepped out He lovingly stepped in

And now I want with all my heart to somehow Him requite
To put to death this carnal man and strive to do what's right
No greater love I'll ever know… No greater love I'll see
Than someone stepping in my place
And setting my soul free

Greater love hath no man than this, that a man lay down his life for his friends.
Ye are My friends, if ye do whatsoever I command you.
John 15:13,14

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