Lyrics

Oh what manner of love That the father has lavished on us That we should be called The children of the king Oh what amazing grace That the father has lavished on us That we should be called The children of the Lord That we should be called The children of the King Though we were his enemies He covered all our sins Oh how much he was willing To bear the pain on the cross Our sinfulness, our wretchedness He paid it all with love Oh what manner of love That the father has lavished on us That we should be called The children of the Lord That we should be called The children of the King It's amazing how the son of man Would choose to live and die on Calvary You and I may never understand How the son of man would choose to take our sinfulness Our sinfulness, our wretchedness He paid it all with love Oh what manner of love (what manner of love) That the father has lavished on us (That we) That we should be called (That you and I could be called the children of the Kingdom) The Children of the Lord (That you and I) That we should be called (That we could be called the children of the Kingdom) The children of the King (Shower power testify) Oh what manner of love (Amazing grace) Oh what amazing grace (I stand I awe) Oh what manner of love (It's amazing, amazing, amazing grace) Oh what amazing grace
Writer(s): John A Thompson, Clara Ward Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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