| I’ve heard of you, how you hung the stars |
| Though you hold all things, your hands are scarred |
| I’ve heard of you, how you laid the earth |
| But you spilled your blood into this dirt |
| I’ve heard so many things, but now I see |
| Behold the Lamb Of God, who takes away our sin |
| Behold the Lamb Of God, now fix your eyes on him |
| I’ve heard of you, how you set forth time |
| But you walked with us, you lived and died |
| I’ve heard of you, how you sent a flood |
| But you washed us clean, with your own blood |
| I’ve heard so many things, but now I see |
| Behold the Lamb Of God, who takes away our sin |
| Behold the Lamb Of God, now fix your eyes on him |
| The God who’s over us;! he is here now with us |
| The God who reigns above;! he is the God who loves |
| The God who is our judge;! is he who pleads for us |
| The God who who gave us life;! |
| He is the God who died |
| He is the God who died |
| I’ve heard of you, how you made the earth |
| But you drug your cross through this dirt |
| Behold the Lamb of God |