Verse 1
On a hill called Calv’ry, the darkest day,
The sin of the world on His shoulders lay.
The nails in His hands, the thorns on His brow,
But it wasn’t the soldiers that kept Him there somehow.
Chorus
It was love that held Him there,
Not the hammer, not the nails—
It was mercy flowing free where my strength would fail.
He could’ve called the angels down,
But He chose the crown to wear,
For the debt of my sin, it was love that held Him there.
Verse 2
The Father looked on, His own Son in pain,
Yet He knew this was why the Lamb was slain.
For the joy set before Him, He bore my cross,
Turning death to victory, and gain from loss.
Chorus
It was love that held Him there,
Not the hammer, not the nails—
It was mercy flowing free where my strength would fail.
He could’ve called the angels down,
But He chose the crown to wear,
For the debt of my sin, it was love that held Him there.
Bridge
Three days in the grave, but the stone rolled away,
The power of God broke death’s chains that day!
Now the cross still speaks to the sinner’s heart—
Come and find new life, have a brand-new start!
Chorus
It was love that held Him there,
Not the hammer, not the nails—
It was mercy flowing free where my strength would fail.
He could’ve called the angels down,
But He chose the crown to wear,
For the debt of my sin, it was love that held Him there.
Tag
For the debt of my sin…
It was love… that held Him there.