Behold the cross on which was hung
life's very Lord, God's darling One;
Mary's own babe, so cold and so still,
helpless before her on Calvary hill.<\/p>\n
\nNails in his hands, nails in his feet,
a traitor kiss upon his cheek;
and his pierced heart, now broken in two,
love crucified for me and for you.<\/p>\n
\nEyes that won't see, ears that won't hear,
lips that deny the friend once so dear;
slowly he turns and captures your eye,
then passes on to Calv'ry to die.<\/p>\n
\nBehold the cross of Christ in our midst;
all those who bear his wounds in their flesh.
Suff'ring for crimes of mercy and peace,
signs of the kingdom on Calvary street.<\/p>\n
– B. Hurd<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"
Behold the cross on which was hung life's very Lord, God's darling One; Mary's own babe, so cold and so still, helpless before her on Calvary hill.<\/p>\n
Nails in his hands, nails in his feet, a traitor kiss upon his cheek; and his pierced heart, now broken in two, love crucified for me and for you.<\/p>\n
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