They beat You so bad it ripped the skin off Your body bare
And surrounded by a pool of Your own blood, they didn't care
Crown of thorns they forced upon Your head
My Lord how much You must have bleed
Hurt and broken You pushed on
Pain so unbearable but in faith You stayed strong
The heavy cross bearing the weight of our sins You carried on Your shoulder and back
But that didn't stop them … they continued to attack
The tears running down Your mothers face
As she watched helplessly the pain inflicted on her only son in that place
They know not how bad the crime
How could they be so blind?
'Father, forgive them, for they do not know what they are doing, ' You called out
Despite all they did and despite all their doubt ….
Your broken body they nailed to the cross, You made the ultimate sacrifice
And that to give us eternal life
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