DJ3 - The Cross lyrics

Israel. A little less than 2000 years ago. 33AD, the God, man, Jesus Christ, was praying in the garden of Gethsemane. The time had come. He was preparing to go to the Cross for you and me. Listen closely... In the garden of Gethsemane Jesus experienced intense agony Take a glimpse and we'll see, why He was sorrowful and troubled in the degree The Cross, He proposed, and especially was specifically being separated, separately From His Father whom He had been with for all eternity Pa**ed, every breath, every gasp, as He prayed: "Is there another way?" Satan said "quit, forget it, why would you die for them? Then they're separatin', years carrying, they're re-validated within." Bursting the blood through His skin again and again. And then He pictured your face and mine An angel gave Him strength and said "It is time." Satan said: "No wait, just quit." But he never quit. He had no quit inside. Instead He chose, for us, to die. He was arrested, tried and tested by the Jews. One trial. Three phases. Three trials. One plan. "Condemn the Son of man," from one they yelled, to 5.15am. During which they beat and spat upon Him. Until His face was unrecognisable. But they were not able to get Him to retaliate, nor hate, just love flowed in His blood, He could barely open His eyes to see but He saw you and me. Then He was tried and tested by the Romans. One trial. Three phases. Three trials. One plan. Who's the Father of Son of man? Which began around 6am. First before the governor, Pilate, then Herod Then Pilate began, who found no fault in Him, but feared men So gave Him over to be scourged and crucified I am urged to describe what's in place before He died. He was stripped naked, whipped, forced to take it. Jehovah was bent over and tied to a waist-high post while jagged bones, pieces of metal and rock placed in leather, so sharp were brought one third upon His chest the rest upon his back, shoulders and legs but He did not beg them to dare stop, he did not. Even though His organs were exposed, skin hanging like ribbon, oh Picture the scene, He was picturing you and me. Now nearly dead, they clothed Him, stripped Him, clothed Him again. Sick sadistic men. Gave Him a Cross beam to carry Said "let's go, hurry" marched Him up the city walls of Jerusalem. Down the Via Dolorosa to the hill site known as Calvary. He went willingly and uttered not a word. You say that's so absurd, but you see there was no other way. But we cannot repay the price of our sins. He alone could and He did at Calvary. He was hung on the Cross for you and me. Spikes through His wrists and ankles, could barely breathe, barbarically was His d**h for you and me. For you and me? How can this be? I didn't deserve it and I never will. He allowed them to k** so His blood could spill And pay for my sins so I could repent and be cleansed within On the Cross the cramps were horrific. He struggled to breathe. Carbon dioxide began to develop in His lungs. Limitless pain. He cried "my God, my God, why hast thou forsaken me?" God is so holy that when all of my sin and yours were placed upon Jesus Christ, the Father had to look away. The separation occurred. The sinless Christ became sin for us. He said "it is finished". He prayed and then He died. He rose from the grave three days later appearing to over 500 individuals, ascended back to Heaven. And He's coming back any day now to take to Heaven those who repent of their sins, believe in Him and surrender their lives to Him. He came to seek and save the lost. He came to give His life as a ransom for many.