Friday, June 01, 2007

Friday, 1 June 07

how wide is your love
that you would stretch your arms
and go around the world
and why, for me, would a Saviour's cry be heard?

i dont know
why you went where i was meant to go
i dont know
why you love me so

those were my nails
that was my crown
that pierced your hands
and your brow
those were my thorns
those were my scorns
those were my tears
that fell down
and just as you said it would be
you did it all
for me
after you counted the cost
you took my shame, my blame
on my cross

how deep is your grace
that you could see my need
and chose to take my place
and then, for me, these words i'd hear you say

" Father, forgive them, for they know not what they do. i will go, because i love them so"

those were my nails
that was my crown
that pierced your hands
and your brow
those were my thorns
and my scorns
those were my tears
that fell down
and just as you said it would be
you did it all for me
after you counted the cost
you took my shame
my blame
on my cross






(taken from Abby's blog)

alisa