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27 April 2008 ! at 1:37 AM ! We rode into town the other day Just me and my Daddy He said I'd finally reached that age And I could ride next to him on a horse That of course was not quite as wide We heard a crowd of people shouting And so we stopped to find out why And there was that man That my dad said he loved But today there was fear in his eyes So I said "Daddy, why are they screaming? Why are the faces of some of them beaming? Why is He dressed in that bright purple robe? I'll bet that crown hurts Him more than He shows Daddy, please can't you do something? He looks as though He's gonna cry You said He was stronger than all of those guys Daddy, please tell me why Why does everyone want him to die?" Later that day the sky grew cloudy And Daddy said I should go inside Somehow he knew things would get stormy Boy was he right But I could not keep from wondering If there was something he had to hide So after he left I had to find out I was not afraid of getting lost So I followed the crowds To a hill where I knew men had been killed And I heard a voice come from the cross And it said, "Father, why are they screaming? Why are the faces of some of them beaming? Why are they casting their lots for My robe? This crown of thorns hurts Me more than it shows Father, please can't You do something? I know that You must hear My cry I thought I could handle the cross of this size Father, remind Me why Why does everyone want Me to die? When will I understand why?" "My precious Son, I hear them screaming I'm watching the face of the enemy beaming But soon I will clothe You in robes of My own Jesus, this hurts Me much more than You know But this dark hour I must do nothing Though I've heard Your unbearable cry The power in Your blood destroys all of the lies Soon You'll see past their unmerciful eyes Look there below, see the child Trembling by her father's side Now I can tell You why She is why You must die" http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=lX-lafNe3cc I love this song, honestly it touched my heart the first time when I saw the lyrics on a blogskin I was reviewing. The last line pierced my heart, when I saw it, I knew it was God speaking to Christ and that little girl He pointed out was me. Tears just flowed as I closed my eyes and saw the scenes in the song unfold in my mind. And well, I found the video and I couldn't help myself but cry again. Especially when it came to the part about the Father turning against the Son during this dark hour, my heart just felt so crushed, I cringed over upon imagining the hurt the Father must have felt, and to think my imagination would only be a tiny fraction of what the Father must have felt. The sad thing is, I don't know why but I can't play this song on my iTouch ): It is devastating to know that ): So I'll just have to replay the song over and over again at home. I just love to listen to this song and be reminded over and over again of the Father's and Son's sacrifice for me. I am why You must die. <3 <3, CASS. |