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507. On my cross

How wide is your love
That you would stretch your arms
And go around the world
And why for me would
A Saviour’s cry be heard.

I don’t know
Why you went where I was meant to go
I don’t know why you love me so.

Those were my nails
That was my crown
That pierced your hands and your brow
Those were my thorns
Those were my scorns
Those were my tears that fell down
And just as you said it would be
You did it all for me
After you counted the cost
You took my shame, my blame on my cross.

How deep is your grace
That you could see my need
And chose to take my place
And then for me
These words I’d hear you say.

Father no
Forgive them for they know not
What they do
I will go, because I love them so. Ref:

Jeromy Deibler © 2001 New Spring/Admin. By Small
Stone Media BV. Holland


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