There's a man on the cross by Barb Montanye Kleeman

The blood He sheds, He sheds for me, the life He gives is mine.
No else on earth is there such a love, no other so divine.
God our Father sent Him here to show to us the way, and share with us the Father's love, God's presence everyday.
With one more breath the end draws near, and dark clouds cover the skies.
I look up at the anguish in His face and tears stream from my eyes.
Why did it take such a tragedy to bring my God to me?
Why couldn't mankind understand, oh Lord, why couldn't we see?
There's a man on the cross, how He suffers for us.
How great His love must be , that He would die to save us all, sinners like you
and like me.

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