by Holyone » Tue Mar 22, 2011 4:52 pm
Where The Timbers Cross
1. Two thousand years ago, outside the Eastern Gate,
They led Jesus to Golgotha's Hill, He went there in my place.
Across His scared, and beaten back, a world of sin was tossed;
They nailed Him to, that rugged tree, where the timbers cross.
Chorus
That old rugged hill became a battlefield,
Where the war for the souls of men was fought.
And as the battle raged, death, hell and the grave, they lost;
And victory hung, where the timbers cross.
2. The earth was black as midnight, and 'neath the darkened sky,
Forsaken for a debt not His, our Lord was crucified.
And through His bitter anguish, He counted not the cost;
He paid the price for you and me, where the timbers cross.
Chorus
That old rugged hill became a battlefield,
Where the war for the souls of men was fought.
And as the battle raged, death, hell and the grave, they lost;
And victory hung, where the timbers cross.
Tag
Jesus shed His blood for you and me, where the timbers cross.
Where The Timbers Cross
1. Two thousand years ago, outside the Eastern Gate,
They led Jesus to Golgotha's Hill, He went there in my place.
Across His scared, and beaten back, a world of sin was tossed;
They nailed Him to, that rugged tree, where the timbers cross.
Chorus
That old rugged hill became a battlefield,
Where the war for the souls of men was fought.
And as the battle raged, death, hell and the grave, they lost;
And victory hung, where the timbers cross.
2. The earth was black as midnight, and 'neath the darkened sky,
Forsaken for a debt not His, our Lord was crucified.
And through His bitter anguish, He counted not the cost;
He paid the price for you and me, where the timbers cross.
Chorus
That old rugged hill became a battlefield,
Where the war for the souls of men was fought.
And as the battle raged, death, hell and the grave, they lost;
And victory hung, where the timbers cross.
Tag
Jesus shed His blood for you and me, where the timbers cross.