Here He stands with scars in His hands, the Savior of the world.
Abandon - Hero
He walked the dirty streets famous for nothing
He said, "Come follow me" and they came
A face like all the rest, but something was different
The Son of God would lead the way
And soon they all would say:
There He goes, a hero, a Savior to the world
Here He stands with scars in His hands
With love He gave His life so we could be free
The Savior of the world
He spoke with clarity, walked across the sea
A single word would calm the storm
His touch could heal the sick, but He was called a hypocrite
Laid behind the stone, his death was shortly mourned
He left the curtain torn
He chose to take the cross, shed tears for the lost
The broken and the needy, forgiving those who were and will be
The angel made it clear, he told them, "Have no fear
He's not here, He's not here"
There was nothing beautiful or majestic about his appearance, nothing to attract us to him. He was despised and rejected,a man of sorrows, acquainted with deepest grief. We turned our backs on
him and looked the other way. He was despised, and we did not care.|
Yet it was our weaknesses he carried; it was our sorrows that weighed him down. And we thought his troubles were a punishment from God, a punishment for his own sins! But he was pierced for our rebellion, crushed for our sins. He was beaten so we could be whole.He was whipped so we could be healed.