Lord, what more than little good has Your death done?
Lord, why did you give Your Son?
Surely You did it for more than this

The world lives on in ignorance, filth, and arrogance
Man wreaks havoc on his inheritance
Surely You gave Your life
Surely You gave Your blood,
And Your flesh for more than this

Lord, what more than little good has Your death done?
Lord, why did you give Your Son?
Surely You did it for more than this

Your covenant lies highly rejected
Sadly, it is seldomly accepted
Yes, to me it means everything,
But to most it means nothing
Surely You gave Your life
Surely You gave Your blood,
And Your flesh for more than this
Surely You died for more than this

The reason is I
The reason is one
You'd suffer and die all over again
For one single person
And if that one should reject You,
That is the very essence of You:
To give the chance to choose