HE IS CALLING IN A FAVOUR
Years ago, to the cross he had headed;
The voice of common sense he left unheeded.
Stupid was he called by the populace
For what they called an act of disgrace.
Yet that didn't stop him from having himself before everyone, executed.
He stepped in with the State Pardon that you may not be prosecuted.
Persecuted in your stead,
He gave himself up as pilgrim to the land of dead.
He drank the vinegar of insult,
Ate the bread of tumult
To have your burden made light
So you could feel alright.
Out of love, he did all these things
And you certainly can testify to the joy it still brings.
Today he asks in return for one thing alone
That your heart makes Him the bone of its bone.
I see & hear him kneeling before your heart
Asking that it makes him the bone of its bone
And the spirit of its spirit,
A permanent home for his throne.