| 'nother one this song is based on just about every verse i could find that mentioned the cross. i call it 'the cross, my heart and why He died'.
Upon the hill of Calvary
His hands and feet nailed to a tree
A crown of thorns atop His head
The wooden cross was stained blood-red
The wrath of God was poured out there
He drank the cup we could not bear
The Son of God became a curse
Sank deep to death, our chains to burst
Nailed to the cross were all our sins
Like splinters, they tore up His skin
His blood seeped through to purify
It soaked the cross before He died
Our sinful nature put to death
As our Lord took His final breath
From sin's tight bondage now released
We're granted His eternal peace
Take up your cross and live today
Rejoicing that your debt is paid
The humble servant took our place
And we live only by His grace
Upon the hill of Calvary
We with our sins nailed to the tree
A crown of glory on our heads
For on that cross His blood was shed
devin
__________________ the truth is, you could slit my throat, and with my one last gasping breath, i'd apologize for bleeding on your shirt. -- taking back sunday |