He wore a crown of thorns
So... we could wear the crown of life.
He was broken, so we could be made whole
Nailed to a cross, opening the way to heaven....
Yes he opened the way to heaven.....
He bore scars to heal our hearts
A crown of thorns upon his head...
The blood, the pain... the suffering...
Love held him to the cross not nails, not hate..
Just pure honest love (love)
He took the blame, so we could be free of all our shame
From his wounds flowed mercy, from his death, eternal life
He carried the cross so we wouldn't carry condemnation....
We live without condemnation.....
He bore scars to heal our hearts
A crown of thorns upon his head...
The blood, the pain... the suffering...
Love held him to the cross not nails, not hate..
Just pure honest love (love)
He wore a crown of thorns
So... we could wear the crown of life.
He was broken, so we could be made whole
Nailed to a cross, opening the way to heaven....
Yes he opened the way to heaven.....
He bore scars to heal our hearts
A crown of thorns upon his head...
The blood, the pain... the suffering...
Love held him to the cross not nails, not hate..
Just pure honest love (love)
He bore scars to heal our hearts
A crown of thorns upon his head...
The blood, the pain... the suffering...
Love held him to the cross not nails, not hate..
Just pure honest love (love)
Love held him to the cross not nails, not hate..
Just pure honest love (love)