Reclamation

Unto the mount of calvery where once the cross was raised I bow my head in honor, servitude and praise This mount where once the Savior took the cross for me My sins far to many for me to count Of each one he set me free. His tears fell upon the stones beneath I kneel down to touch To find a last remaining trace Of my Lord's precious fallen blood As my own tears pour forth, onto my cheek they slip I feel the unimaginable, the lashes of the whip I see the stations of the cross His face imprinted upon the shroud The viscious blows of centurions The cowardice of the crowds His falls under the heavy cross The way he still re-took his stand The cuts and bruises on his face The splinters in his hands How did I forget all this? Such pain and suffering And without a word of mercy He did all this for me I reclaim my lost unpaid debt The promise to remember To celebrate the birth of Christ To forget my Saviour never I raise my eyes up to the sky The place of his ascent The Holy throne, the crown of thorns Fulfilled Thy Testament