Forgive me Lord for how selfish I've been;
For so long now I've been lost in my sin.
When I think of what you gave up for me;
And yet I turned away so selfishly.
You gave up your life, so perfect and good;
To come here to suffer, and you knew that you would.
Why didn't you throw the cross when you were too weak to stand?
Why did you let them pound spikes in your hand?
How could you love a man that ran a spear thru your side?
You could've had water when your tongue was so dried.
The pain you felt when they put thorns in your head.
You could've stayed in Heaven, you chose the cross instead.Dear Lord, what were you thinking when they spit in your face?
When they ripped off your clothes as you hung in disgrace?
Oh my, how your heart must have been broken;
When you heard all the mocking as each word was spoken.
How alone you had to have felt when even the Father turned away.
When my sins were upon you, you could've left but chose to pay.
Oh God, how you must have felt seeing your son hang on that tree?
How could you love me to let Him die there for me?
When I think of the blood as it dripped from your head.
To see the look on your mom's face when she knew you were dead.
As your blood pooled at the base of that tree.
You closed your eyes and you died there for me.
I knew the truth and continued to walk in a sinful way.
For I am much worse than those men there that day.
I have mocked you and ignored the price that you paid.
It should've been me in that grave where you laid.
Lord, forgive me and help me to never forget the blood that you shed
Secures my life when in my sins, I should've been dead.
That under your blood where even the Father can't see;
Are all of my sins that nailed you to that tree.
For so long now I've been lost in my sin.
When I think of what you gave up for me;
And yet I turned away so selfishly.
You gave up your life, so perfect and good;
To come here to suffer, and you knew that you would.
Why didn't you throw the cross when you were too weak to stand?
Why did you let them pound spikes in your hand?
How could you love a man that ran a spear thru your side?
You could've had water when your tongue was so dried.
The pain you felt when they put thorns in your head.
You could've stayed in Heaven, you chose the cross instead.
Dear Lord, what were you thinking when they spit in your face?
When they ripped off your clothes as you hung in disgrace?
Oh my, how your heart must have been broken;
When you heard all the mocking as each word was spoken.
How alone you had to have felt when even the Father turned away.
When my sins were upon you, you could've left but chose to pay.
Oh God, how you must have felt seeing your son hang on that tree?
How could you love me to let Him die there for me?
When I think of the blood as it dripped from your head.
To see the look on your mom's face when she knew you were dead.
As your blood pooled at the base of that tree.
You closed your eyes and you died there for me.
I knew the truth and continued to walk in a sinful way.
For I am much worse than those men there that day.
I have mocked you and ignored the price that you paid.
It should've been me in that grave where you laid.
Lord, forgive me and help me to never forget the blood that you shed
Secures my life when in my sins, I should've been dead.
That under your blood where even the Father can't see;
Are all of my sins that nailed you to that tree.
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