Ele Escolheu os Cravos
O que levaria um Pai
A entregar e dar a vida do Seu próprio Filho?
O que levaria um Filho
A obedecer Seu Pai, se entregando a morte?
Mesmo sendo Deus, se doou
Da cruz, não fugiu
Ele me amou de tal maneira
Que escolheu os cravos
A mão que segurou o martelo
Era a mão de Deus
Os cravos que feriram Seu corpo
Eram meus e seus
A mão que segurou o martelo
Era a mão de Deus
Os cravos que feriram Seu corpo
Eram meus e seus
O que levaria um Pai
A entregar e dar a vida do Seu próprio Filho?
O que levaria um Filho
A obedecer Seu Pai, se entregando a morte?
Mesmo sendo Deus, se doou
Da cruz, não fugiu
Ele me amou de tal maneira
Que escolheu os cravos
A mão que segurou o martelo
Era a mão de Deus
Os cravos que feriram Seu corpo
Eram meus e seus
A mão que segurou o martelo
Era a mão de Deus
Os cravos que feriram Seu corpo
Eram meus e seus
A mão que segurou o martelo
Era a mão de Deus
Os cravos que feriram Seu corpo
Eram meus e seus
A mão que segurou o martelo
Era a mão de Deus
Os cravos que feriram Seu corpo
Eram meus e seus
He Chose the Carnations
What would a Father take away?
To give up and sacrifice the life of His own Son?
What would a son take?
To obey His Father, surrendering Himself to death?
Even though he was God, he gave himself
He did not flee from the cross
He loved me so much
Who chose the carnations?
The hand that held the hammer
It was the hand of God
The nails that wounded His body
They were mine and yours
The hand that held the hammer
It was the hand of God
The nails that wounded His body
They were mine and yours
What would a Father take away?
To give up and sacrifice the life of His own Son?
What would a son take?
To obey His Father, surrendering Himself to death?
Even though he was God, he gave himself
He did not flee from the cross
He loved me so much
Who chose the carnations?
The hand that held the hammer
It was the hand of God
The nails that wounded His body
They were mine and yours
The hand that held the hammer
It was the hand of God
The nails that wounded His body
They were mine and yours
The hand that held the hammer
It was the hand of God
The nails that wounded His body
They were mine and yours
The hand that held the hammer
It was the hand of God
The nails that wounded His body
They were mine and yours