He Saw Me

Thank You, Lord for your nail scarred hands and thorn scarred brow

You let them beat you to a pulp and I don’t understand how

If you would’ve let anger control you instead of pure love

You could’ve called Legions of Angels and a reign of destruction from above

But you kept your composure and let them march you that cross shaped tree

You did all this ’cause on the other side, you saw me