Two
thousand years ago
A
stage was set and played
A
drama of a lifetime
Just
for mankind
At the
cross
Between
a Son of the most high
And
the god of this world
Everything
is staged
And a
price is about to be paid
At the
cross
Betrayed
and bartered by a friend
Who
has been there all along with Him
Goes
everywhere virtually with Him
Sleep
and eats with him
At the
cross
He
gave up everything for the cross
That cross
that took man’s weakness
From
mankind to make him what the creator wants
A brand
new being washed by the blood from the cross
At the
cross
Two thousand
years has come and gone
And
yet the cross people think has come and gone
With its
power gone with the wind
But that
cross still remains there for ages
At the
cross
Man weakness
was taken off
He was
brought back to the father’s house
Build for
Him for His glory he reflects
For
the cross
At the
cross
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