On the streets that day to Calvary
I stopped and stared to see
A man chained to a tree
Stripped and worn, sunken crown of thorns
The man who now stood alone
Was once praised and adorned
Oh the sight of you I can't explain
How you looked at me that day
Lord how could you ever love this way
As we took you to your grave
His mother came, surrounded by his friends
A woman struck with grief
The sword had pierced again
A lamb led to the slaughter for our sins
How could we ever know
The pain she must endure
Oh the sight of you I can't explain
How you looked at me that day
Lord how could you ever love this way
As we took you to your grave
I couldn't stand as they mocked his pain
This man who healed us all
Now he had to fall
I moved toward, just wanting to embrace
A cloth to ease the strain
The tears and bloody stains
Oh the sight of you I can't explain
How you looked at me that day
Lord how could you ever love this way
As we took you to your grave
Father, forgive them, for they know not what they are doing
(forgive us how could we have known?)
Truly I tell you, today you'll join me in paradise
(In your pain you still showed mercy)
Woman, here is your son
(Here is our mother)
Eli lema sabachthani
Father, into your hand I commit my spirit