HIS MIGHTY HANDS
HIS MIGHTY HANDS”
His mighty hands
Nailed to the cross
His body beaten
Wept blood for our sins.
Hanging from Calvary’s Cross
Sorrow and pain…
He Cried! “Forgive them Father
For they know not what they do.”
His last breath
The day turned to night
As the earth trembled and shook
Thunder rolled and roared.
Throughout the land
Many fell in shame
Sorrow and pain
He surrendered for all.
His everlasting promise
Is our assurance
Of His Almighty Love
Saved by His Grace.
Praise Him in all we do
Never forget who died for you
On the cross
Our Lord and Savior.
AMEN
Written by: Brenda Clark Pike
©3/12/2009
His mighty hands
Nailed to the cross
His body beaten
Wept blood for our sins.
Hanging from Calvary’s Cross
Sorrow and pain…
He Cried! “Forgive them Father
For they know not what they do.”
His last breath
The day turned to night
As the earth trembled and shook
Thunder rolled and roared.
Throughout the land
Many fell in shame
Sorrow and pain
He surrendered for all.
His everlasting promise
Is our assurance
Of His Almighty Love
Saved by His Grace.
Praise Him in all we do
Never forget who died for you
On the cross
Our Lord and Savior.
AMEN
Written by: Brenda Clark Pike
©3/12/2009
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