His Life Was The Fee

 

Thank you Lord – does it say enough?

Describing with words seems mighty tough.

 

The life I have – deserving I’m not,

Lord you sure have given a lot.

 

I owe you so much, yet how can I pay.

You have shown me so much, yet what can I say.

 

How can I love, equal to thee.

The price was your Son, his life was the fee.

 

It seems there’s nothing, that will even the score.

His life they took, his garments they tore.

 

Jesus, I love you – from near or afar,

You’re the Light of the World, my bright Morning Star.

 

 

 

Luke 23:24

 

And Pilate gave sentence that it should

be as they required.