When Judas took the thirty pieces
‘Twas really me that sold Him out
When Judas kissed the Master’s cheeks
‘Twas my perfidious lips and mouth
Why should I blame the world?
Why should I point my fingers?
When it is all so plain to see
The stench of my wicked act still lingers!
When His back was torn to shreds
‘Twas my hands that swung the cord
When thorns they pressed into His head
‘Twas my dark deed against the LORD!
When will I start to see?
The price that Love paid out for me
When will I start to hear?
The voice that says His love’s for me?!
When nails were driven through His limbs
My hands swung each dreadful blow
Suspended between earth and sky
His Love in great red drops did flow
What Love could be so real?
That dripped forgiveness through the pain
How could I not have seen?
That through His dying I did gain!?
O Lamb of God on Calvary
Forgive me please, dear Lord, again
And let me ever always see
The Love You poured out through Your pain
Your Spirit fills me through Your Name
My life will never be the same
O precious Saviour in my heart
Reside forever and never depart
Amen
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