by Guest » Fri Mar 02, 2012 8:56 pm
When He was on the Cross
1
I'm not on and ego trip,
I'm nothing on my own,
I've made mistakes and often slip
just common flesh and bone,
but I'll prove someday just what i say,
I'm of a special kind,
for when He was on the cross,
I was on His mind.
2
A look of love was on His face,
The thorns upon His head
Blood was on Hist scarlet robe
And stained it crimson red
Though His eyes were on cross that day
He looked ahead in time
For when He was on the cross
I was on His mind
chorus
He knew me, yet He loved me,
He whose glory makes the heavens shine
I'm so unworthy, of such mercy
Yet when he was on the cross
I was on His mind
When He was on the Cross
1
I'm not on and ego trip,
I'm nothing on my own,
I've made mistakes and often slip
just common flesh and bone,
but I'll prove someday just what i say,
I'm of a special kind,
for when He was on the cross,
I was on His mind.
2
A look of love was on His face,
The thorns upon His head
Blood was on Hist scarlet robe
And stained it crimson red
Though His eyes were on cross that day
He looked ahead in time
For when He was on the cross
I was on His mind
chorus
He knew me, yet He loved me,
He whose glory makes the heavens shine
I'm so unworthy, of such mercy
Yet when he was on the cross
I was on His mind