I look past the veil of coming years
Seeing all those lives yet to be lived
And it strengthens me to bear all this
As I am dying on this cross.
Some will mock and some believe,
Like the two thieves who hang with me.
But none will truly understand
The battle waged in these last moments,
As I am dying on this cross.
And as my Angels weep and pray
And as my Father turns away
And evil sings of victory
And life fades slowly from me
I finish what I came here for,
And unlock forever Heaven’s door
For the faithful,
Who will understand
That I died upon this cross - for them!
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