Violently they grabbed his arms as they tightly
strapped each wrist
With hellish looks that a string 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 spattered as each inhuman lash
was given
Several ties his knees gave way as his flesh just hung
like ribbons
Then surprisingly he turned his head through the words he
used were few
The soldiers faced turned pale when he said "This
blood is for you."
Uncaringly they tossed a garment across his weaken
form
And his blood pressure fell deathly low as the crowds
began to swarm
They forced him to carry his cross up hill as his face
they punched and smacked.
As the splinters from his crisscrossed beam dug deep into
his back
Through lack of sleep and dehydration his tongue began to
swell
And weakened from his loss of blood, this prophet,
teacher fell
When he did some blood splattered on a man named Simon's
shoe
And he bent to wipe it off, the prophet said, "Simon
this blood is for you."
And his blood can save the soul, heal the sick, mend
the heart
This blood can give you access to the very throne of God
And it still can go the distance through the pain to
where you are
This blood is for you--the blood of the lamb
They pounded a spike through his bones in his wrist,
bursting arteries and veins
As they dropped the cross in the hole they dug, his bold
convulsed with pain
Through an agony and torment that never a soul shall find
He titled his face towards heaven with full content of
his mind
With more love than any human 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 his blood can save the soul, heal the sick, mend
the heart
This blood can give you access to the very throne of God
And it still can go the distance through the pain to
where you are
This blood is for you - The blood of the Lamb
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