Crucifiction

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I think of how You suffered and died

How, in a jealous anger, You were crucified.

Thinking on what You went through,

Makes me angry - How could they do that to You?!

Then, I see in my hand is the hammer

Then guilt drops in my heart like an anchor

I caused Your blood, the glares that were cast

And in Your trial, I shouted for Barabbas.

I see the nails in Your hands, the thorns in Your brow

My sins had caused it, I can see it now.

Guilt rose up, justice it tried to demand

And I couldn't hide the hammer in my hand.

I went on trial, and pleaded guilty

Day and night, until day three.

A glorified hand touched my arm, stepping in

The charges were dropped, the guilty forgiven.

My heart dropped when I saw the face,

Eyes filled with love, offering me grace.

I cried to Jesus, told Him I was guilty.

He just smiled and said, "My son, you are free!"

I cried, surely He had seen what I had done -

I helped crucify God's only Son!

I killed Him, the blame was on me

Guilt blinded my eyes, and I couldn't see.

Christ just smiled, He lifted my face

"No one killed me, I gave up my life to bring grace."

Confused, I opened my mouth, ready to protest,

When Jesus said, "To forgive your sin - God gave His best."

Christ gave His life - no one took it from Him

Though His Crucifixion was grim.

He chose to take the punishment in our place,

He did it to show His love and His grace.

Grace, beyond understanding

He paid the price our sin was demanding.

Every sin was then erased,

To show the depth of His grace.

He chose to come, He chose to die,

He chose to take the punishment for sinners such as I.

He tore the veil, brought the temple to the ground

So we could come openly to God, and feel Him all around.

Even today, that grace still abounds

And lost sinners, such as I, can still be found.

The message of God's love and grace never changes

Just give up your life for the one that He exchanges.

Love so deep, I cannot understand

Grace so free from His nail-scarred hand

Though I don't deserve it, now I can see

Jesus chose to die out of love for you and me!

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⏰ Last updated: Feb 09, 2013 ⏰

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