Casting Lots

Roman soldiers knelt at the foot of the cross
For the vesture of Jesus they cast their lots
It was a gamble for a coat but the wager was life
 And they lost it all that day by overlooking Christ

He was only a reach away from them, he held out his hands
He would have welcomed them gladly It was all in the plan
But blindly they gambled as his blood dripped by their sides
They paid no attention as as for them he died

    Jesus must have looked down upon them and shed his last tear
To see them so far away when his grace was so near
 Busy they were, with the things of this world
As his tear fell beside them only to absorbed by the dust

Had they only noticed and for forgiveness  prayed
  With eternal life they could have all walked away
Foolish they were, as we often can be
Close enough to touch, but so far from his reach

Jesus is within reach just hold out your hand
You can win eternity it's all in the plan
Catch his tear before it ever falls
 You can look to the cross and walk away with it  all !

Paige Gray 2000