- As we think of our dear Lord, how
He bore our sin and shame,
The load was so heavy on His soul;
When He suffered all the scoffs, and the scorns
from those He loved,
He was suff’ring that we could be made whole.
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Refrain:
Oh, take a look there, when He suffered for you,
And listen to those kind, gentle words:
As He prayed, “Forgive them, Lord, for they know
not what they do,”
He was praying for your and my poor soul.
- In Gethsemane He bowed, there He prayed for you
and me,
The load was so heavy on His soul;
Oh, He cried in agony, and the way was made so
free,
He was praying that we could be made whole.
- They led Him to Calvary, His dear body tired
and worn,
The load was so heavy on His soul;
There they nailed Him to the cross, where He bled
and died for you,
He was dying that we could be made true.
- Oh, just listen now, I say, there they laid His
form away,
The load is now placed upon our souls;
Will you go in agony, weeping in Gethsemane?
Will you pray there for lost souls every day?
- The grave could not hold our Lord, on the day
He should arise
He came forth a living sacrifice;
And, dear sinner, He will save your lost soul from
sin’s cold grave,
And bring you back to life, oh, life again.
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