Jesus died for you too
"Father forgive them," I heard Him say.
He hung on the cross on this dreary day.
The blood He shed fell down to the dust.
To pay for our sins His death was a must.
"They know not what it is that they do"
As He gave up the ghost for me and you.
While darkness swept above all the land
His Father in heaven... held back His hand.
And after the earth began to quake
They still mocked Him as their heads they did shake.
I stood and watched as He died that day,
Desired to stop it no words did I say.
One thing I know that happened this day
He died for the sheep that had gone astray.
Now I know why He had remained true
Glory to God! Jesus died for you too.
What will you do when He comes again
And sees that you are still in your sins?
Repent at that time?... Hide in your shame?
Praise God! Now you know it isn't a game.
Trust in Him now while time is still here
Repent of your sins and cry many tears.
He loved you so much He died on a tree
Our sins on His back for you and for me
The time is here repent of your sins.
To be lost no more, NO! not ever again.
Nothing can remove us from His hand
As His love spreads throughout all of the land.
John 3:16 For God so loved the world, that he gave his only begotten Son, that whosoever believeth in him should not perish, but have everlasting life.
John 3:17 For God sent not his Son into the world to condemn the world; but that the world through him might be saved.
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