GOLGOTHA

A HILL CALLED GOLGOTHA
WHERE MY SAVIOR DIED
ON A CROSS THAT HE BORE THERE
MY JESUS WAS CRUCIFIED

A HILL CALLED GOLGOTHA
THE PLACE OF THE SKULL
THE PLAN OF SALVATION COMPLETED
THE PRICE WAS PAID IN FULL

THOUGH THEY MOCKED AND SCORNED HIM
THROUGH IT ALL HIS LOVE WAS TRUE
HE PRAYED FATHER PLEASE FORGIVE THEM
FOR THEY KNOW NOT WHAT THEY DO

THE TEMPLE VEIL ASUNDER
THE HOLY OF HOLIES REVEALED
DARKNESS FALLING ON THE SIXTH HOUR
THE PROPHECY OF AGES FULFILLED

OH LORD THAT I HAD BEEN THERE
WOULD I HAVE STILL BEEN TRUE
AND CARRIED YOUR CROSS LIKE SIMON
OR SCORNED YOU AS KING OF THE JEW

WOULD I HAVE BEGGED YOUR FORGIVENESS
LIKE THE THIEF AT YOUR SIDE
OR CRIED FOR THE RELEASE OF BARRABAS
DEMANDING THAT YOU BE CRUCIFIED

FOR SOME IT IS THE MANGER
THE MIRACLE OF THE VIRGIN BIRTH
THE STAR THAT SHONE ON BETHLEHEM
AND ANGELS PROCLAIMING PEACE ON EARTH

FOR OTHERS IT'S THE GARDEN
GETHSEMANE DARK AND STILL
PRAYING THAT THE CUP PASS FROM HIM
YET SUBMITTING TO HIS FATHER'S WILL

BUT FOR ME IT IS GOLGOTHA
WHERE HE DRANK OF THE BITTER CUP
AND THOUGH THEY DESTROYED THE TEMPLE
AFTER THREE DAYS IT WAS RISEN UP

YES IT WAS THERE ON GOLGOTHA
THAT HILL OF SORROW AND SIN
THAT THEY CRUCIFIED MY SAVIOR
BUT NOW HE IS RISEN UP AGAIN



© 1997


Written by Haskell Peaker




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