They'D Break His Body, Break His Bones
He woke that day
He knelt there at that rock
His Father's wishes
He prayed for it to stop
With folded Hands
He looked up t'ward the sky
With heavy heart
He asked the Father why
Then came the hour
He felt so all alone
But in God's glory
They'd break His body, break His bones
And to the kingdom
He would meet His Father there
No greater love
No man could ever share
Copyright © Amy Bohack | Year Posted 2012
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