Broken, pleading, hope lay bleeding
On earth’s battleground, undone
Who can heal man's utter needing?
Only One; God sent His Son
Mortal treasure could not measure
To absolve our guilty groan
Blood of ram inept tradition
Until this; God sent His Son
Law condemns sinful behavior
We are sinful; everyone
Is there for our doom a Savior?
Who, my Lord? God sent His Son
Hate and hunger lunged to slaughter
Goodness, Mercy, Love undone
From the cross pours Living Water
To redeem; God sent His Son
Broken, bleeding, Jesus pleading
Father, forgive what they’ve done
For they do not know; I’m leading
Them to You; God sent his Son
© Janet Martin
When they came to the place called The Skull, there they crucified Him and the criminals, one on the right and the other on the left. But Jesus was saying, "Father, forgive them; for they do not know what they are doing." And they cast lots, dividing up His garments among themselves. And the people stood by, looking on. And even the rulers were sneering at Him, saying, "He saved others; let Him save Himself if this is the Christ of God, His Chosen One."…Luke 23: 33-35
When they came to the place called The Skull, there they crucified Him and the criminals, one on the right and the other on the left. But Jesus was saying, "Father, forgive them; for they do not know what they are doing." And they cast lots, dividing up His garments among themselves. And the people stood by, looking on. And even the rulers were sneering at Him, saying, "He saved others; let Him save Himself if this is the Christ of God, His Chosen One."…Luke 23: 33-35
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