(1st verse)
I would rather be,lost upon the sea,
without one chance of ever being found
than to think that god was dead,
and couldn't hear one word I said
(and if not for him we'd all regret he died.)
(chorus)
but I'm not lost and he's not dead,
you can't be lost sailing on the sea that's filled with blood he shed.
and he's not gone for he arose from death scarred graves,
and it's a thrill to know he's real and I've been saved.
(2nd verse)
oh I'd sooner just not exist,than to live and know I've missed,
every chance I've ever had to look upon his precious face.
So I will stand for Jesus now,
to get the chance someday to bow
(and thank him for his amazing grace.)
(chorus)
oh and it's a thrill to know he's real and I've been saved,saved.