An innocent man they chose to kill
Without knowing it was God’s will
Because he claimed to be the Son of God
They stripped the clothes off his back
Placed a crown of thorns upon his head
And mocked his holy name
The blood flowed down his face
As they beat him, he looked down in disgrace
They put nails in his hands and feet
Then hung him on a cross
His mother stood at his feet
The tears fell down her face
As she watched her son,
Go through so much torment and shame
She wondered why he bared all this pain
But it was not over yet,
He rose again
And his power shook the earth
The stones rolled away
His body once lifeless
Now alive as can be
No sin he ever committed
He took our place
Paid every price
Took up every burden
So we could see,
How much he loves you and me.
