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There was a man arrested some time ago;
who the people wanted on deaths row!
Those that testified against him, knew they were right;
and for his death, yes they would fight!
He must die they said, without a doubt;
Kill him! Kill him! They began to shout!
Cast into prison,they layed stripes upon his back;
And in their humiliation, they gave him no slack!
As the blood flowed with each lash He took;
They spit upon him as if he were a crook!
As they made their way to where He would die that day;
They kicked him and scorned him along the way!
When they reached the place where He would die;
There stood his Family and friends; how they did cry!
As He lay,they drove the nails through his feet and hands;
The pounding could be heard through out all the lands!
They took His garments and they cursed His Name;
For His possessions yes they did play a game!
Then a spear into his side they drove; blood and water flowed;
He said Father forgive them;as His Love He yet showed!
He gave up the spirit, they thought all was done;
Yet they knew not, they had killed Gods only son!
Now to you and me: there is a choice that now stands;
Is his blood for you; or is it on your hands?
Guilty or innocent whats your choice going to be?
And in the Court of God which will you plea?
If your not with him; your against him He said;
And you'll be guilty of the Blood He Shed!
who the people wanted on deaths row!
Those that testified against him, knew they were right;
and for his death, yes they would fight!
He must die they said, without a doubt;
Kill him! Kill him! They began to shout!
Cast into prison,they layed stripes upon his back;
And in their humiliation, they gave him no slack!
As the blood flowed with each lash He took;
They spit upon him as if he were a crook!
As they made their way to where He would die that day;
They kicked him and scorned him along the way!
When they reached the place where He would die;
There stood his Family and friends; how they did cry!
As He lay,they drove the nails through his feet and hands;
The pounding could be heard through out all the lands!
They took His garments and they cursed His Name;
For His possessions yes they did play a game!
Then a spear into his side they drove; blood and water flowed;
He said Father forgive them;as His Love He yet showed!
He gave up the spirit, they thought all was done;
Yet they knew not, they had killed Gods only son!
Now to you and me: there is a choice that now stands;
Is his blood for you; or is it on your hands?
Guilty or innocent whats your choice going to be?
And in the Court of God which will you plea?
If your not with him; your against him He said;
And you'll be guilty of the Blood He Shed!