Your body high on Calvary
Holds Your head for all to see
Behold God’s deepest mystery
The love He gave His all for me
Hearts too weak to come for comfort
Mountains high we cannot climb
Often times we must be carried
Only He our wounds can bind;
Your body lifts Your head up high
Sinners only need to gaze
Death in You but life in us
If only we can see Your face.
You bore the pain endured it for us
Willingly gave up Your life
Crown of thorns in stead of glory
Tasting death You paid the price;
Your body’s side was pierced for us
From it see the streams of life
Blood and water flowing free
Together they prepare Your wife.