I want to thank Jesus For the plan of Slavation Just to say, Lord, I love you For You understand. I want to be there on, That great judgment morning. To touch all the nail prints, In His feet and His hand.
One morning at day break, A crowd slowly gathered. They were walking my Lord up Old Calvary's hill. So sad was the scene there. The birds hushed their singing. Like a lamb He was humble. To His Father's own will.