Cynthia Lott Vogel
Because of your cross Lord,
You have ears tuned to my cries
Because you hung bleeding
You can heal me.
Because you faced jeers
You will defend me.
Because your robes were stripped
You will clothe me in glory and righteousness.
Because you were bruised
You care for my jolts and hurts.
Because you were mocked
You will reign as King--with me at your side.
Because God turned his back on you
He faces me with arms extended in welcome.
Lord I will never fully comprehend
The good you did for me on your cross.
Thank you. Thank you. Thank you.