Life laid down, crucified, arms stretched out and opened wide, to rescue me, so i could be, a child of God. From nail-pierced hands and thorn pierced brow, your love flowed down to me somehow, it rescued me, so i could be, a child of God. Praise to the lamb that was slain, praise to the Father, who gave His son away. The proof of love, the price of grace, you traded all to take my place, and died for me, so i could be, a child of God, you died for me, so i could be, a child of God.