He Chose the Stake

He did not have to leave the sky,
Yet chose to come to earth and die.
The Son obeyed His Father’s will,
With tender heart yet iron will.

No chains could force the Lamb to bleed,
Love moved Him down to meet our need.
He saw our pain, our guilt, our fall,
And offered up his life for all.

He saw your name, your deepest wrong,
Yet still he walked that road so long.
His life the pattern we embrace,
He guides our steps in every place.

He knew the shame that lay ahead,
The thorns, the nails, the bitter dread.
Yet still he said, “Your will be done,”
And walked the path he would not shun.

The garden night pressed hard and deep,
His sweat like blood began to seep.
He prayed, “If possible, remove,”
Yet stayed the path he would not move.

He saw your name, your deepest wrong,
Yet still he walked that road so long.
His life the pattern we embrace,
He guides our steps in every place.

The mocking crowd, the cruel parade,
The blows they struck, the stripes they laid.
He bore it all, he did not flee,
So hopeless ones like us go free.

They pierced his hands, they raised the stake,
He hung in pain for justice’ sake. 
Each tortured breath in suffering,
He bore the weight of everything.

He saw your name, your deepest wrong,
Yet still he walked that road so long.
His life the pattern we embrace,
He guides our steps in every place.

He could have called the angels down,
To crush the men who pressed him down.
Yet love restrained his mighty power,
He stayed upon that final hour.

The veil was torn, the sky grew dark,
Creation shook at pain so stark.
Yet in that gloom our hope was born,
Our sins removed, our shame outworn.

He saw your name, your deepest wrong,
Yet still he walked that road so long.
His life the pattern we embrace,
He guides our steps in every place.

Now we observe the bread, and wine,
We see his choice, his love divine.
He did not have to pay that price,
Yet gladly gave his sacrifice.

He chose the stake, now hope runs bright,
Our days are filled with Kingdom light.
Because he gave his life so free,
The best is still ahead to see.

He saw your name, your deepest wrong,
Yet still he walked that road so long.
His life the pattern we embrace,
He guides our steps in every place.
He saw your name, your deepest wrong,
Yet still he walked that road so long.
His life the pattern we embrace,
He guides our steps in every place.
His life the pattern we embrace,
He guides our steps in every place.

Upbeat symphonic pop‑rock with medium tempo, minor key, and moody classic rock guitars
Male singers