Red handed
There You are
Nailed to the cross
Blood pouring out of Your face
Accused of wrongs
You did not commit
But You forgave them anyway
They caught You
Red-handed
They thought they’d won
That their thorn had been plucked
But the Cornerstone would not crumble
They buried You
Red-handed
In a cave so dark and cold
They placed a boulder in front of the entrance
Satan thought he had victory
Red-handed
You tore open Hell
You freed the captives
You broke all the chains
You beat down Satan
If only I hadn’t found You
Red-handed
I could have kept possession of death
But I crucified you
And Your crimson hands have defeated me
Three days later
Red-handed
Light pierced the darkness
Life swallowed up death
You kicked down that rock
And proved to all the world
Red-handed
You chose to be
Forever reminding us
That You murdered our sin
And killed the curse
We can see the blood on Your hands
We can see the blood on Your hands
We can see the blood on Your hands
Red-handed
