Hammer To Nail

The time had come to make the ultimate sacrifice
The bitter cup would not be removed
Through betrayal and denial, you never said a word
As you walked to your execution, you saw man at his worst
Your silence spoke volumes, and your path was unshaken
Thorns embedded in flesh
Sweat burning open wounds

Tortured by the ones you were dying for

Hammer to nail
Nail to flesh
Blood flowing crimson red
To was white
White dying breath
Begging forgiveness for or murders

All this for a world of imperfection and sin
All for a world that would deny your existence
A world that could never deserve grace and mercy
But yours abounds
Unending love for an unworthy world