Violently they grabbed His arms as they tightly strapped each wrist

with the hellish looks that a strong armed soldier whip clenched in his fist

Laced with chips of bone they beat Him hard from His shoulders to His feet

and it sliced right through His olive skin just like razors through a sheet

countless times the blood splattered as each inhuman lash was given

Several times His knees gave way as His flesh just hung like ribbons

Then suprisingly He turned His head though the words He used were few

The soldier's face turned pale when He said, "This blood is for you."

Uncaringly they tossed a garment across His weakened form

and His blood pressure fell deathly low as the crowds began to swarm

they forced Him to carry His cross uphill as His face they punched and smacked

as the splinters from the crisscross beam dug deep into His back

Through lack of sleep and dehydration His tongue began to swell

and weakened by His loss of blodd, this Prophet, Teacher fell

When He did some blood splattered on a man named Simon's shoe

And as He bent to wipe it off, the Prophet said, "Simon this blood is for you."

Then they pounded a spike through the bones in His wrist, bursting arteries and veins

As they dropped the cross in the hole they dug, His body convulsed with pain

Through an agony and torment that never a soul shall find

He tilts His face towards heaven with full control of His mind

With more love than any human heard before that time or since

He made a statement that to this day makes the strongest skeptic wince

He cried, "Father God forgive them for they know not what they do."

And as He gave His life for those lost in sin, He was saying, "This blood is for you."

And this blood can save the soul, heal the sick, mend the heart

This blood can give you access to the very throne of God

It still can go the distance through the pain to where you are

Lyrics by Carman  From Carman "The Absolute Best"
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