cross of love

blood and sorrow flow from the languid brow of Jesus dying
and tears from heaven's eyes are the anguished drops of a father crying
oh why?
this must be a cross of love for God to bruise his only son
Jesus what a sacrifice to reach us
it had to be across of love

emblem of his pain
(and the people jeered at him and mocked his holy name)
oh splintered wood
(for they knew not who he was nor why it was he came)
i'll never comprehend
(some had come to offer helpto soothe a mother's pain)
of an act so great
but as she watched her wounded son)
gave love expression
(the comfort never came)
oh why?

this must be a cross of love
for God to bruise his only son
Jesus what a sacrifice to reach us
it had to be a cross of love

from savior