He Took Your Place

Upon a cruel tree at Calvary Was there my precious Savior cried Forgive them for they know not what they do Oh, sinner friend, for you he died His hands are gently knocking on your door Outside he's pleading to come in His heart is breaking as he waits for you To wash you free from every sin Those cruel thorns they pierced my Savior's head The blood was flowing down his face In shame, forsaken there he hung and died Oh, sinner friend, he took your place His hands are gently knocking on your door Outside he's pleading to come in His heart is breaking as he waits for you To wash you free from every sin Someday he's coming back to claim his own We'll fly to Heaven's golden shore A crown of life he gives on that great day With him we'll live forever more His hands are gently knocking on your door Outside he's pleading to come in His heart is breaking as he waits for you To wash you free from every sin His heart is breaking as he waits for you To wash you free from every sin