Calvary
Jesus, I don't know how you did it
How you bore the weight of that stake
I can't imagine the pain you felt
As they dragged you away for my sake
When they stripped you naked
And pounded thorns in your head
I don't know how you did it
Knowing soon you'd be dead
Jesus, I don't know how you did it
How you faced that angry scene
I can't imagine the pain you felt
When "Crucify Him" they screamed
When they spit on you, and scorned you
And kicked you on your shins
I can't imagine the pain you felt
As the nails went through your skin
It must have been a rainy day
For no other would seem right
That day you died at Calvary
The world lost all its light
I'm sure all the angels cried
'Cause I surely would have too
I don't know how you did it, Lord
My heart is grateful to you
Thank you Jesus for paying
A price not yours to pay
Thank you Jesus for giving to me
All your pain on that fateful day
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