The scars in his hands
How could he justify the love that he’s given?
How could he make himself believe, it was worth each drop of blood, each nail driven, just to save someone like me?
CH)
So won’t you tell me how? He could think somehow that I was worth it and deserve eternal life.
Just give me one good reason and then maybe I’ll understand, that lead him to believe that I was worth the scares in his hand
V 2)
I tried so hard to think about how he was feeling, when they nailed him to the cross?
Life’s so hard living knowing I’m to blame for what I know deserves his greatest fault.