Nails meant For MeThe nail was driven through His hand,
Oh the pain that was unjustly dealt.
But much worse was the agony,
Of mankind's sin He felt.
The crown of thorns that tore into His scalp,
Was a puncuation to mankind's rejection.
The world denied the King of kings,
A man who attained perfection.
In a moment all was finished,
Christ's work was done,
He had accomplished the Father's will,
That he chose for His only begotten Son.
The nails of pain, He took for our sins,
They were nails meant for me,
But thanks to God's Grace,
The nails of death I will never see.
Written by Jay Parr
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