In my mind I take a trip to Calvary.

I see Jesus’s face as He is nailed to the cross.

My eyes fill with tearsas He grows weaker and weaker.

Suddenly He cries, “It is finished!” and the Heavens open.

Fear washes over the crowd and I turn to run

But then a peace comes over me and I stop.

For I realize I should have been up on that cross.

No one ever deserved it more

And no one ever deserved it less.

I look up,and say, “Thank You, Jesus!”

And I go to proclaim what He has done.