There upon that cross
He was hung for all to see
To pay for all sins
Even ones from you and me
Some walked on by
And mocked at Him with pride
While others passed Him by
While crying deep inside
Some still mock the day
He was hung upon that cross
Yet more than two thousand years later
It's still this worlds greatest loss
There upon that cross
He died for me and you
And when we turn to evil
His heart breaks right in two
And for all our sins
We must pay on judgement day
Answering to only Him
For all our foolish ways
wrote 2/3 /2008 by Norman Hale Jr
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem