Cries Forgiveness

Grown of thorn a upon his brow
Cut so deep
Immures in pain. The flow of blood to his feet
His nail hands and feet in brace a upon a tree
Hung on cross for all to see
A king born from manger
To people of Israel
Messiah would come
Isaiah speaks
Come as lamb to the slaughter
Held a upon his shoulders of
Man sin
A body place on a wooden tree with his wounds
Of strip cut so deep
And blood that cover his face
Shone of disgrace
But born in a stable
Cries a lamb of a sacrifices
A blood of grace is given
Atonement cries that pours down
From the brow of his blood to his feet
I am for given

On hill far far away stood old rug get cross of elm of suffering and shame
But I will cherish that old rug get cross

Ivan mcmillan