Upon a tree, you hung our sins. Beaten, bruised, crowned with thorns...earthly life bled from your pores. Still, your greatest love for us was not shed upon a tree. You gave your last breath... giving us eternity….
Upon a tree, you hung our sins. Beaten, bruised, crowned with thorns...earthly life bled from your pores. Still, your greatest love for us was not shed upon a tree. You gave your last breath... giving us eternity….