The Great Miracle
They took my Jesus to the cross
Drove nails through His hands and His feet,
They thrust a sword into His side and said,
Now our victory compete.
No cry was heard to accuse and to blame
No railing accusation,
But a prayer for mercy for the guilty
So wrong in their elation.
He cried out to His Father God
Thy will, not mine be done
He died for the sins of all mankind.
He was truly the Father’s Son.
Death was a friend who came in relief
The pain He suffered went away
To the grave he was carried by friends so dear
In the grave they thought He would stay.
But the grave couldn’t hold Him
The victory over death He had won,
He came out rejoicing and glorified
His countenance as bright as the sun.
He now lives forever to seek and to save
To answer His call is salvation
Fulfilling our dreams, healing our hurts
Indeed, He’s the hope of all nations.
He said, “I will save you” and fill you with joy
If you will believe and come in
For I am the giver of Life and Light
I will destroy the last enemy, sin.
Leonard Brown - 2015
