Cross The Distance

[feyfalen]

Can you hear the distance
A scream in silent step
Teardrops mar the image
The vision blurs, He wept


A crowd of children crying
The people shout His name
Rejected and abandoned
The scourge to join His pain


Can you see the distance
That waits upon that hill
Blows will mar the image
Of the Savior that we kill


A cross upon His shoulder
And a curse becomes His crown
Nine inch spikes will hold Him
Now the soldiers nail Him down


Son of man be lifted up
To die upon that tree
Dead three days to rise again
The cost of Calvary


Can you feel the distance
Bridged by God to man
Created in His Image
We're the purpose of His plan


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