One morning at daybreak as the crowd slowly gathered,
They were walking my Lord up Calvary’s hill.
So sad was His face that the birds hushed their singing,
Like a sheep was humbled to His own father’s will.
On the cross as He hung in shame there forsaken,
As they drove the cruel nails in His feet and His hands.
As death closed His eyes His cry went to heaven;
“O Father forgive them, My spirit receive.”
In the tomb He was laid, but death could not hold Him,
He was God’s only Son, in this world of sin.
On the cross He fulfilled the plan of salvation,
Don’t reject when He calls, for He’s coming again.
I wan to thank Jesus for the plan of salvation,
To say Lord I love you, for You understand.
I want to be there on that great crowning morning,
To kiss all the nail prints in His feet and His hands.
Author Ruby Moody
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