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Everytime I take a look unto the cross
Surveying the wounds on His pierced body
Hearing the anguish from His words at Calvary
Understanding He had to endure all because of me
I see the wrath of my Lord killing my Lord
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What would I call such a painful endeavor
If my Lord so required such a sacrifice for me
Then I know the depth of my sins to be so great
I see the predicarment of my Lord so desperate
Yet it was me to bear God’s wrath for my sins
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What will I term this, that a father would kill;
Killing His own son for the sons of men
What’s more that the son willingly, painfully dies
Dying because of my sins facing God’s wrath
So I know the penalty of my sins only to be so great
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But no sin would overcome His devotion to save me
As the spear pierced His side so my sins were overcome
Though God’s wrath was on me, His love saved me
And the fury of God’s wrath on me quenched by His love
And now I see a man saved from his sea of sins
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That a man would love another that much
Even a perfect man die for an infidel like this
What would I call this but love surpassing His rage
And so I know that I can no longer walk in sin
For love overcame wrath and I am ever indebted
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