There before the beginning, 'Send me', He said
choosing the cross and to die in my stead.
Determined to follow the pathway set.
There in the garden drops of blood He sweat
'Father, Your will not mine be done' He said
and knowing all things before He went ahead.
Carrying His cross up the hill He went
and as a sacrifice His life was spent.
For He climbed that steep hill to die in my stead.
On there at Calvary His blood was shed.
Hanging on that tree He took all the blame
paying the price for all my sinful shame.
'My God, why have You disowned me', He cried
and then laid down His life for me and died.
It was for my transgressions He hung there
and on His body my punishment bear.
Willingly He bore my sin and paid the price.
Willingly He gave His life in sacrifice.
Willingly taking my infirmities
Willingly bearing my iniquities.
Written after reading Hebrews 10: 7
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