No rage uncontrolled, no rebel cry
But heaven's verdict passing by
A messenger beneath decree
Sent in sovereign clarity
Door by door and breath by breath
He moved with measured step of death
Not cruel, not wild, not uncontained
But justice answering what was named
Walls of cedar, gates of gold
Firstborn sons in linen rolled
Palace high and stable floor
None could shut the silent door
A whisper through the narrow street
A shadow falling at each feet
The air itself began to strain
As mercy waited, marked by stain
O God, pass over me
See the blood and set me free
Not by strength or what I am
But by the blood of the Lamb
O God, let mercy stand
Marked in red on wood and land
When the night moves through the land
Hide me in the Lamb
Then he saw on splintered frame
A crimson sign without a name
Blood brushed thick on lintel wide
Running down the wooden side
No sword was raised, no hand was stayed
No bargain struck, no plea was made
He only bowed to what was there
The Lamb had marked that dwelling fair
Where wrath was owed and debt was due
Another stood in offered view
And justice sharp as desert wind
Passed over blood and entered in
Oh, passed over blood and entered in
Not (Passed over) because of the Lamb
(Passed over) by blood on the door
(Passed over) not spared by a hand
But by mercy written red on wood and sand
(Passed over us) passed over me
(Passed over) because of the Lamb
(Passed over) He passed over
The river kept its silent flow
The desert wind moved soft and low
But every house without the sign
Felt the weight of holy line
Not accident, not chaos blind
But judgment shaped by God's design
The angel moved as he was sent
By righteous will and covenant
The Lamb was slain before the cry
Its blood declared who would not die
A substitute in silent plea
A life for life eternally
And centuries would carry still
That crimson thread on Calvary's hill
Where once again on wooden frame
The greater Lamb would bear the name
O God, pass over me
See the blood and set me free
Not by strength or what I am
But by the blood of the Lamb
(Passed over) because of the Lamb
(Passed over) by blood on the door
(Passed over) not wrath in our stead
But justice turned aside where mercy bled
(Passed over us) passed over me
(The sword saw blood) and set us free
O God, pass over me
Let your mercy be my plea
Forever marked, forever I am
Held in the blood of the Lam
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