Friday, March 25, 2005

cross of love

Blood and sorrow flow
From the languid brow of Jesus dying
And tears from heaven's eyes
Are the anguished drops of a Father crying
Oh, why?

This must be a cross of love
For God to bruise His only Son
Jesus, what a sacrifice to reach us
It had to be a cross of love!

Emblem of His pain
Oh splintered wood of my transgressions
I'll never comprehend
Of an act so great gave love expression
Oh, why?

And the people jeered at Him
And mocked His holy name
For they knew not who He was
Or why it was it came
Some had come to offer help
To soothe a mother's pain
But as she watched her wounded Son
The comfort never came
Oh, why?

- Cross of Love, Greg Nelson / Bob Farrell

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